Tilted Cat Head
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Location: Manhattan, NY
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My heart sunk when I read the Madrid crash yesterday. We were on that flight a couple years ago when we flew to Gran Canaria. We flew it most recently this past December to Ibiza.
I'm not afraid of flying. I'm afraid of take-offs and landings. My anxiety is so great up to the point, that when take offs happen I'm generally asleep from how stressed I've been for the previous 24 hours.
Few airplanes just fall right out of the sky as they fly from point A to point B. They do seem to however have issues when taking off and landing.
ValuJet Airlines Flight 592 into the everglades in Florida gets my attention but doesn't really make me think too much about it.
But I know the exact moment I started to have my fear of take offs and landings... it was TWA flight 800 that really shook me up. My g/f and I were going on a trip the following day flying out to either LA or Florida (not quite sure which.) Watching the flames on the water was really eerie. Every crash aftwards, chips away at my confidence in flying.
9/11 hijackings has it's own issues, but the added security today doesn't qualm the fears I already have of mechanical issues and errors that cause planes to catostrophically fail.
After 9/11 American Airlines Flight 587, where the tail was ripped off after take off from JFK pushed it even further down for me. We were in Washington DC at the time having just driving down to visit friends.
It's irrational to think or consider, since I don't worry about it in comparison to driving, but in some ways I do consider driving to be more and more dangerous as I get older the more accidents I see and hear about.
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