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Nerves frayed and shot - Big Bad Dave
Well I've had a few fingers of vodka and I'm just waiting for that warm glow to kick in but today has been horrific for me. I'm an o.c.d. "sufferer" since my earliest memory but I'm also slightly agoraphobic. I'm not frightened of leaving the house or anything, it's more subtle than that - I have to drive to particular places or go by particular routes when I'm on my own. I can do the school run but I can't go to a certain Tesco for example or down a certain road or over a certain bridge (unless my wife with me, then everything's ok). I even have to walk around shopping malls in a particular way, and then another particular way back to the car park. One way this manifests itself as a problem is I really need to use the right petrol station if I'm alone.

So last week I was driving back from the mountains after skiing and about 100km from home the fuel light came on but the trip comp said I had enough for 160km so no problem. My wife was asleep, it was 2 am or something so I thought I'd hang on till I was on familiar ground or get it the next day. Anyway, the kids were off school for another week and I didn't leave the house until today at which point it said 20km remaining and my round trip school run is about 20 km. I still wasn't worried, even though my station is a bit out of my way, I knew there would always be a safety margin. But in the last two days we've had three heavy snow falls so today, traffic was thick and slow and much of it was crunching and bulldozing through fresh snow especially where oncoming cars are passing on the narrow roads around the schools. My "20k to fill" was quickly eaten up by the conditions and by the time I'd dropped off my lad, the indicator was flashing a warning. I still knew that I'd make it, my station was on a long, clear dual carriageway going out of town and completely clear. However, as I pulled onto the slip road I saw that the station exit was barricaded due to construction work. I was instantly filled with dread, partly because of the petrol situation but mainly because i knew I'd have to find an unfamiliar station and i made the logical decision (for me) to hit the gas and smash the car over a wide grass, snow covered verge to get off the dual carriage way and onto the local roads to try and work my way to my petrol station.

Thanks to a stonking set of snow tyres, I got away with it but could I find another way to the station? - No, I got hopelessly lost, I knew I was only a few hundred metres away but just couldn't get there and then I got the dreaded fuel starvation vibrations. It was like a bank of cylinders was being starved of fuel and it felt like I had a pneumatic drill running in the boot. I was panicking by now and holding the car on the brakes while keeping it at 2000 rpm in the hope that it wouldn't stall. And it didn't, the vibrations passed and I continued to search for another station. Then began a 15 minute test of nerves as I frantically tried to find a petrol station in thick rush-hour traffic with these vibrations becoming more and more frequent and more and more severe. And suddenly I was on a road that i knew and about 4 km from a petrol station that I'd used before and it became a game of trying to bully my way through traffic whilst staying as much as possible in the inside lane incase I had to ditch. To say that the language in the cabin was foul would be an understatement, my poor wife had to endure several calls that would have made a marine blush, but I eventually skidded into a petrol station, pump on the wrong side, car vibrating like crazy and me sweating and shaking.

So I filled up, and paid and set off and after 100 metres the vibrations had gone and it was back to its silky smooth self and I tried to compose myself before walking into the house (by shoveling snow for an hour) and of course my wife went on and on about how I brought it on myself but people like me find it easier to lie and make convoluted excuses than admit we're a couple of marbles short.

Forward a few hours and my wife is with me to do the second leg of the school run, chaos in the carpark because the snow is piling everywhere and spaces are short. That doesn't stress me at all, wife is with me and I helped dig out a yummy mummy in a stranded 207 and just before getting home we made the decision to nip to the local mini mart place for essentials. There is a main entrance on the main road and a secondary entrance from a side road which also serves for lorries to load and unload. I took the secondary road and drove round the back of the building only to find that as the road leads in to the car park, some idiot had just stopped there, left his Kangoo and gone shopping. I couldn't believe it - two cars behind me, getting impatient and a selfish, moronic cretin blocking me in front. Had there not been a mountain of snow I could have passed but even on full lock the car was pushed sideways by snow into the offending vehicle. I got the red-mist. I nudge up to the bumper and floored it - nothing but wheelspin and a smell of burning, the Kangoo wouldn't move. By this time I was hammering the steering wheel and in a total rage. If the guy had come at that point, I would have killed him and enjoyed it. A crowd was starting to form and I made a final attempt to flatten the snow mountain to get past and after a minute or so and more foul burning smells I was passed. I immediately reversed right up to his front bumper and well and truly blocked him and everybody else using that road. What else could I do? I got out and shouted some abuse at the gathering crowd about Poles and driving licenses, heaven knows what they thought of some foreigner mouthing off at them.

So we were pushing this trolley around and all the time I was desperate to get outside and confront the idiot who would no doubt be waiting but at the same time, trying to do things as slowly as possible. Of course we got outside and guess what - yup, the driver was a hot chick and there was a huge line of angry drivers behind her - the rest of it just degenerated into verbal abuse of which I'm not proud, but at least I didn't punch her in the face or worse, get punched the face by a girl in front of the kids. She was very feisty, she used a shopping trolley to block me and push her way in front and then do a series of brake tests and slow manouevres. Good for her.

So I'm sitting here, trying to calm down, glass in hand, I just thought i'd relay the sorry tale of my driving day, perhaps as some form of therapy. The glow from the (several shots of) vodka has kicked in (and eased the pain of breaking a headlight in my adventures, and possibly the exhaust which is now growling). Thanks for listening and thanks to my beautiful wife who thinks I am strong and silent and will probably never know what a fundamental pillar of strength she is for me.
Nerves frayed and shot - Lud
Heavens BBD, you really are barmier than I am. Takes a bit of doing, that.

Good post though. My mother was a claustrophobe in the same quiet way (not too keen on travelling by tube).

Chin chin (three fingers of Stolly in my case. 'The Stalinist Vodka!').
Nerves frayed and shot - Martin Devon
To BBD.

You must be a good man to admit all that and get it off your chest.

Best regards,

Martin D.
Nerves frayed and shot - Old Navy
And certainly not short of courage.
Nerves frayed and shot - Andrew-T
Question is - will you do it all again? Or is it uncontrollable (or just a well-told tale)?
Nerves frayed and shot - barney100
A dreadful tale, you must have been in a right state. Why not keep a fuel can in the boot for such occasions?
Nerves frayed and shot - 1400ted
A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do. Good for you, BigBad.
I raise my current, first ,glass of Tullamore Dew in your honour !

Ted
Nerves frayed and shot - Altea Ego
And I thought your first wife was the villan! You should be locked up as a danger to society.
Nerves frayed and shot - sooty123
You sound like you need medical help.
Nerves frayed and shot - dieselfitter
Blimey, I thought I'd had a bad day.....
Nerves frayed and shot - Robin Reliant
Being a mild agrophobia sufferer myself, I do sympathise. It is not the fear of open spaces as many people believe, but caused by the insecurity of being away from familiar surroundings. I am always edgy on a long journey and only relax when I am on my way back home.

I also have a touch of OCD (checking the gas is off about 10 times before I leave the house for instance), probably the two conditions are related.

Edited by Robin Reliant on 15/02/2010 at 22:45

Nerves frayed and shot - Nsar
BBD, you're a funny guy on here, but you're a loaded gun. You've got to do some pre-planning so you don't go through that again. Mrs BBD might appreciate that.

Buy a jerry can tomorrow and keep it in the car. So you don't run out of gas, that is.

Nerves frayed and shot - Kevin
>You sound like you need medical help.

I think a Range Rover would be better, it'll drive straight over kerbs and Kangoos.

Kevin...
Nerves frayed and shot - stunorthants26
Hope your feeling better chap, rough day.

I know a little of what your talking about re the petrol station thing. Due to things I wont go into here, I will only top-up my phone at one garage in town - my wife is pretty good about it though, she knows all the stuff behind it so shes pretty chille and puts it down to being eccentricity.


Nerves frayed and shot - pda
Thanks for sharing that BBD, and I do sympathise so much.
It should also serve as a wake up call to us all who encounter other drivers doing 'odd' things on the road, which make us angry and frustrated.
It's not always done deliberately and with disregard.
There's sometimes things going on in that persons life we'll never know about, and it's not always pleasant for them.

Pat
Nerves frayed and shot - cheddar

Hey where's BBD? It looks as though some nutter has hacked his account!


;-)






Seriously, a nightmare well recounted Dave.


Nerves frayed and shot - perro
It takes a big man to write down and publicise that bad dave, you know you have a problem but you don't sweep it under the carpet like a lot of folk.
In 'coming out' you're on the road (motoring link) to being helped by professionals who work with OCD etc.
But then again - anyone can be 'normal' and the world is full of boring normal people.
My great friend ~ www.youtube.com/watch?v=tUoWdP_ipOc used to say "you won't get anywhere in this life being 'normal'
(te, he) he was a Psychopath.
What I would suggest (if I may be so bold) is that you consider Cognitive Therapy my friend, the results of which can be quite astounding, do it for your good wife, your kids,
if not for yourself.
Nerves frayed and shot - Altea Ego
My name is Wisia. I am a hot chick from Poland. I have a form of OCD that means I can only do things that are familiar to me. One is to enter the supermarket car park from a certain direction and park in a certain place. Yesterday I do this, but the snow, she block the rest of the road. I can not park anywhere else, so I leave my car in the same place. People can use the other road.

I come out to be shouted out and abused by a huge red face man ranting and raving. He swear at me. He call me names. He look like he want to punch me and it look like he hit my car. So I hit him in the privates with my loaded shopping trolley. What else could a girl with OCD do?
Nerves frayed and shot - Big Bad Dave
I didn't think people would be so understanding, I expected to lambasted for acting like a thug, which believe me I am not. Many thanks.

I'm already worrying about what I'll do if I can't get to the station in 2 week's time, they're building a flyover so the construction work is extensive.

"My name is Wisia. I am a hot chick from Poland..." Wisia, I'd like to meet and apologise, perhaps I'll pop into Klub Sofia this evening and I'll tell you I'm sorry while you lap dance for me...?
Nerves frayed and shot - ifithelps
...'ll tell you I'm sorry while you lap dance for me...?....

Looks like BBD's getting back to his old self. :)


Nerves frayed and shot - Big Bad Dave
I regret saying that actually, it's just mean and nasty to imply even in jest that pretty Polish girls must be lap dancers. She did say some vile things to my wife though and I'm still angry about it.
Nerves frayed and shot - Nsar
>>She did say some vile things to my wife though<< What did you expect?
and I'm still angry about it.<< At her or at yourself?


I think you're getting a fairly easy ride here. If it was a BR newbie who posted this the reaction would be very different. What if in your extreme anxiety and/or red mist you had hit someone in your car?

I get a bit brassed off at some of the sniffy judge and jury posts on here sometimes and maybe that's how this is coming across but by being blunt to you I'm hoping to get you to do something about the underlying problems before it happens again.

Good luck

Nerves frayed and shot - oilrag
Dave, you`re giving a great example of of how the human spirit (personality, intelligence and sheer grit) can live life daily in the challenge that OCD presents.

Many people have minor (very) symptoms - and it`s a term that`s often used without insight into the devastating impact that has to be fought against constantly by someone suffering more severe symtoms.

Dave is providing an education for anyone who has no personal experience of OCD - and although not said, by him (or implied by me) - it`s potential effect on every waking moment.
Let`s steer away from potentially insulting Dave`s intelligence by suggesting `treatment` - he will know the score on that matter.

It takes great courage and fortitude to live with this illness and even more to write about it and leave yourself `open` to comment.

All the best to you Dave

oilrag

(ex Team Leader in a Multidisciplinary Mental Heath Team)

Edited by oilrag on 16/02/2010 at 10:10

Nerves frayed and shot - TheOilBurner
Well done for your honesty Dave.

OCD sucks it's true. I've been afflicted at many points in my life. Most recently with parking spaces and door dings. I got so particular about what kind of parking space I would use that unless I knew there would likely be a kind of space I like at my destination, I would do anything to avoid going out at all, or insist on taking SWMBOs car.

The other side of this, if for some reason I arrived at my destination and all the "good" spaces were gone, then I would go into a panic attack, driving round the car park in an increasing frenzy, threatening to go home if I couldn't find a space I like.

And then when I was there in a space I liked, I would spend the entire time fretting about what I would find when coming back to the car...

It wasn't healthy at all, as you can imagine. Thankfully, I'm a little more reasonable now...

Anyone else fancy coming out of the closet? :)

Edited by TheOilBurner on 16/02/2010 at 10:56

Nerves frayed and shot - El Hacko
on top of this site's several attributes is its therapeutic value, too .. a fascinating, revealing and impressive thread this, BBD - I wish you all the best

EH
Nerves frayed and shot - dieseldogg
I dont know that I would like to be oblidged to share road space with Big Bad Dave.
Why is he driving at all??allowed to drive?
This opinion based on this post , and from what I recall, an earlier post.
Genuinely preturbed.
M
Nerves frayed and shot - Phil F.
Hi,
I'll keep this very brief as this is a motoring forum,albeit with the connection the original poster makes.
Total respect to BBD for his story,I never thought I would ever see this discussed here of all places.
I personally have suffered with this problem,to a greater or lesser extent,for about thirty years.I can promise anybody who has never suffered these anxiety related problems,that they would have no idea how horrendous it is.
Anyway,back to motoring!...much more fun!?
Cheers.....Phil.
Nerves frayed and shot - mike hannon
Tough call, BBD - hope it helped to share.
Don't trust that blinking fuel computer!!
Nerves frayed and shot - dieseldogg
I take it Big Bad Dave that you have made a full disclosure to your motor insurer, re your medical problems and the detrimental effect they have , per your own account, on your driving?
jat
M

Edited by dieseldogg on 16/02/2010 at 15:30

Nerves frayed and shot - Mapmaker
And all this because... when you're on your own you HAVE to use your usual petrol station.


You need help, BBD. Shrink, antidepressants, whatever, but help.


How would you feel if it had been your wife who had been parked outside the supermarket, being abused by this stupid foreigner - who was irate only because he had been unable to use his usual petrol station.


Mental illness is cureable - or at least helpable - these days. You owe it to yourself, to your wife and to other road users to find that help. I hope you do find peace somewhere or somehow. But in the interim I think you should question whether you should be behind the wheel of a car.

Edited by Mapmaker on 16/02/2010 at 16:15

Nerves frayed and shot - Big Bad Dave
"How would you feel if it had been your wife who had been parked outside the supermarket, being abused by this stupid foreigner - who was irate only because he had been unable to use his usual petrol station."

I was irate because she parked in the road and blocked it. Can't you read?

"But in the interim I think you should question whether you should be behind the wheel of a car."

Rich coming from you, who not five days ago blurted out this classic "I would - and probably shall - happily drink drive, paralytic, again. It's a matter of choosing ones time and place"
Nerves frayed and shot - stevied
Yep, people in glass houses.....

: )

I think that BBD is more than aware of his own demons, I am guessing that is why he wrote it.... and shouting at someone isn't as bad as driving paralytic is it? He didn't hit or hurt anyone, he thought about it and was honest enough to admit that, but he didn't do it.

I have lost my rag for much the same things, and I am not an OCD sufferer.
Nerves frayed and shot - ForumNeedsModerating
If you don't mind me saying - and I'm sure this thought has occurred to you too - this incident was one step away from serious injury (or worse) for at least one party involved.

I would take this incident as a tap on the shoulder from providence - it was manageable
this time, but who knows what will happen if the 'perfect storm' of co-incident events has one final 'click on the ratchet' next time?

I'm not a doctor or even a cod-psychologist, but this must be addressable by some sort of therapeutic process. I think many people have borderline neuroses of some kind that don't often get the 'right' stimulus to turn them into something more damaging - I myself, get 'bees in my bonnet' about outwardly trivial events sometimes & often think/feel that I've been lucky when things haven't turned out worse (i.e. a silly road rage didn't escalate after I counted to 10, or whatever).

My mantra - although of the self-help variety - is to always imagine I'm back home some time later & able to think 'well, glad I didn't get involved there, it would have been pointless'. I go through that thought at the time of any stress - silly, but it works for me.






Nerves frayed and shot - sooty123
>>
"But in the interim I think you should question whether you should be behind the
wheel of a car."
Rich coming from you who not five days ago blurted out this classic "I would
- and probably shall - happily drink drive paralytic again. It's a matter of choosing
ones time and place"


It might be rich, but you didn't answer the question. Do you not think handing your license in for at least for the time being, might be the right thing to do?
Nerves frayed and shot - Mapmaker
Rich coming from you who not five days ago blurted out this classic "I would
- and probably shall - happily drink drive paralytic again. It's a matter of choosing
ones time and place"



It certainly is. A private farm track is the place I choose.


>>Can't you read?

I am glad to see that your anger management skills are up to their usual standard. You need help before you do actually kill somebody - as you threatened above. I am jolly glad you are half a continent away.
Nerves frayed and shot - oilrag
As thIs thread Is turnIng nasty and compassIon has gone out of the wIndow - I suggest I'ts locked.
Nerves frayed and shot - FotheringtonThomas
I looked at your original post, from "I got the red-mist" onwards, with some concern. The above re-inforces this concern. It doesn't seem to me as though this obvious inclination to physical violence is linked to OCD or agoraphobia. Take care of yourself and remember others. In the UK uou could be in serious trouble.
Nerves frayed and shot - Lud
I don't see any need to lock it. BBD is cool and has seen people being whatever they are being in the back room before. He has brains and guts and isn't a hooligan or dangerous.
Nerves frayed and shot - Mapmaker
This thread lost (but gained) a large element of compassion at "If the guy had come at that point, I would have killed him and enjoyed it."


BBD shows great self awareness when he writes, "But people like me find it easier to lie and make convoluted excuses than admit we're a couple of marbles short."

Mental illness is horrid, I've spent quite enough time rather too close to it. Enough time to realise that a cure has to come from the person's wanting to be cured. You know you've got a problem; do something before you do kill somebody.

The BR would be a poorer place without BBD.