A close call . . .

The other day I decided to get a pizza from &pizza, my favorite pizza place in the whole entire world! lol So I had to drive a little out of the way, but it was worth it.  On the highway as I was changing lanes, I heard a car beeping its horn right behind me. My first thought was, “where did you come from?!?!” I did not see his car at all and I assume he sped up when I changed lanes, but according to him I cut him off. As he’s hitting his horn, I throw up my hands like whatever, sorry  . . . we didn’t hit each other and crash be thankful. . .  . . .I quickly discovered he was  a maniac. He decides to cut in front of me and slammed on his brakes as we’re both driving 60+ mph on the highway. Luckily I was paying attention  and was able to slam on my breaks in time, but stupidly out of rage I chased after to him to get his tag number because I was for sure planning to call the police. Of course, I was unable to catch him in my corolla, so I didn’t get his tags 😦

He changed lanes and I slowed down thinking he finally “proved his point” and was moving on,  then I noticed he got back into my lane and started to slow down, it was like he was waiting for me to catch up. . . .  I was in fear for my life. I immediately changed lanes and got off the next exit and almost ran a red light. I was completely distraught, heart pounding, hands shaking, and stomach hurting all at the same time.

You always hear about crazy people with road rage, but to experience it, is the scariest thing I have ever encountered. I just don’t understand why people intentionally do evil things just because they had a bad day. Because of his foolishness something really bad could’ve happen, thankfully I’m okay other than my bad nerves.  When I finally reached my destination, I sat in my car,  closed my eyes and took deep breaths until my heart rate slowed and my  stomach stopped hurting. I officially lost my appetite, but knew I would be hungry soon. I eventually got my pizza  feeling no longer excited, just thankful I was alive and drove back to my apartment abiding all speed limits and staying in one lane.

Living and coping with this disease has been a constant daily struggle, but you never know when your time is up. I know I’m sick, but grateful to be alive!