Overcoming my fear of driving

Countless meltdowns later

I was one of the youngest in my high school class, which meant that by the time I turned 16 I was the last of my friends to get my learner’s permit. Don’t get me wrong: I wanted to be a good driver. But I also had a lot on my mind. Between auditions for the fall play, AP History exams, and the boy I liked, driving practice sort of…fell to the wayside. I…