Oh man!
So I'm pretty sure that my deer incident last weekend when I was coming back to school has left an emotional scar inside me, and here's why:
I was with Steve last night, and we were driving out to Paw Paw to pick up my friend from work. For all of you who don't know, Paw Paw isn't exactly civilization...it's the middle of nowhere, a.k.a. the sticks, boonies, etc...you get my drift. I'm driving, and we're going down some road that's lined with trees, no lights (think straight out of a horror flick), it's raining and a little foggy. I already don't like driving at night, so this must made it a little worse, and I had no idea where I was going. Well, I mention something to Steve about how it would suck to see a deer because we were in right kind of place if we were going to see one, and seriously, like 5-10 minutes later, a deer walks across the road right in front of my car! Now normally, I would be a little scared, nothing too out of the ordinary, but because of what happened last weekend, I totally flipped out. I was hysterically crying & shaking (and to make it worse, we were lost, & I was on the phone with Jess trying to get directions when I basically hung up on her). I had to pull over so that Steve could drive instead and I could calm down. I'm so happy he was there or I don't know what I would've done!Seriously, it was a panic attack on the spot! And even this past weekend when I was coming back to school, everytime I saw a dead deer on the side of the road I got goosebumps. It's like I have the image of the deer flying across the freeway and the car flying into the ditch right in front of me engraved in my mind. I feel like this shouldn't be a big deal at all...after all, c'mon, it's just a deer! But it sends me into panic mode...I just hope this will go away! I don't want to be freaked out for the rest of my life everytime I see a deer now.
I was with Steve last night, and we were driving out to Paw Paw to pick up my friend from work. For all of you who don't know, Paw Paw isn't exactly civilization...it's the middle of nowhere, a.k.a. the sticks, boonies, etc...you get my drift. I'm driving, and we're going down some road that's lined with trees, no lights (think straight out of a horror flick), it's raining and a little foggy. I already don't like driving at night, so this must made it a little worse, and I had no idea where I was going. Well, I mention something to Steve about how it would suck to see a deer because we were in right kind of place if we were going to see one, and seriously, like 5-10 minutes later, a deer walks across the road right in front of my car! Now normally, I would be a little scared, nothing too out of the ordinary, but because of what happened last weekend, I totally flipped out. I was hysterically crying & shaking (and to make it worse, we were lost, & I was on the phone with Jess trying to get directions when I basically hung up on her). I had to pull over so that Steve could drive instead and I could calm down. I'm so happy he was there or I don't know what I would've done!Seriously, it was a panic attack on the spot! And even this past weekend when I was coming back to school, everytime I saw a dead deer on the side of the road I got goosebumps. It's like I have the image of the deer flying across the freeway and the car flying into the ditch right in front of me engraved in my mind. I feel like this shouldn't be a big deal at all...after all, c'mon, it's just a deer! But it sends me into panic mode...I just hope this will go away! I don't want to be freaked out for the rest of my life everytime I see a deer now.