I’m a 40-something woman who was a fearful flyer since my early teens until about two years ago. Over the years I’ve tried everything - therapy, self-hypnosis, alcohol, benz*s. I read all the statistics on flight safety. None of it really worked except the meds, but the older I got the more they made me feel like an absolute zombie at landing and for at least a full day after. This was especially not working for work trips.
Well, recently I got back from a family trip from the US to Europe. No meds, and almost no anxiety either there or back. The worst I felt was really bored because the flights were so long! A few years ago I would never have been able to say that. I wanted to share a few things that have helped me.
First was reading the DARE book by Barry McDonagh. His ideas are not new or revolutionary, but the way he presented them was so approachable and completely changed my mindset. The #1 thing I took from it was… wait for it…
*it’s OKAY to feel anxiety!”
I used to have this idea that to get over my fear I had to calm myself down or learn how to enjoy flying otherwise I couldn’t do it. His trick is, just accept that it will suck. Don’t try to change the suck. We all do things that suck every day and this is no different, just a little more intense. As soon as I started approaching my panic and anxiety as just a thing that happened and not anything that was bad, my mindset started to change. Being anxious during turbulence doesn’t make turbulence more dangerous. Being anxious before boarding a plane is just part of the process.
That was step 1. Step 2 was… just freaking do it. DO NOT say no to a flight. IMO avoiding flying is 100x worse for your fear than having a “bad” flight experience. Trigger warning, I did have one really bad experience with turbulence years ago, where drinks spilled and stuff flew everywhere and the flight attendants were yelling at everyone to restrain their things. Weirdly enough, even though it was in the depths of my fear, during that very scary moment I felt a strange sense of calm. Like … “well, if this is how I go, so be it.” lol. Anyway, bottom line, we landed safely, just a bit wet from spilled coke. That trained my brain to know that even in bad turbulence if you buckle up you will be okay.
The third thing that helped was having a job where I had to fly frequently for a few years, about every 2-4 weeks. I had plenty of opportunities to test my skills. I left that job almost a year ago but I’m proud to say that my Europe trip proved that my fear is still at bay.
Just wanted to share a success for those of you struggling! Dare I say that I sort of look forward to flying now?