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It was suggested to my mother by her husband that she go to a driving school, because of his nervousness when being in the passenger seat when she was driving. He was basically the only person that rode in the car with her, not because of others' fears of her driving, but merely because that's the way their lives were set up. She had refused for many years to succumb to his suggestions that she need to enroll into a driving school, but she had at that point recently become so annoyed by his constant badgering that she finally agreed to it. After she looked for a few days for a driving school that suited her tastes, she finally went. Of course, the fees were paid by her husband (my step father) since it was more important to him than it was to her. She completed the 4 week program, and hoped that she had relinquished her husband's fears and hence put an end to his constant picking at her while she was driving. Incidentally, he was not able to drive due to a panic disorder which caused him severe enough panic attacks that he had passed out at the wheel a few times. One of those times led to an awful crash, of which the details here will not be repeated due to the depressing content.

The only thing that my stepfather did not foresee was that the instructor was a very handsome and charming fellow, and my mother noticed this right off the bat. He was also quite skilled in instruction, and taught my mother more than she could ever have hoped to have learned. He taught her not about driving however, as he claimed that she was one of the best and most adept drivers that he had ever seen operate a motor vehicle. He instead taught her to have the strength to stand up to her husband, and be self-assured that his unease had nothing to do with her driving. The instructor suggested that perhaps he suffered from some control issues or just didn't quite understand the intricacies of driving himself. She explained his panic attacks, and he readily assured her that he would have these attacks regardless of who was driving. She was grateful, in the end, that she had learned so much from a driving school. Unfortunately, her husband didn't notice much difference and their troubled relationship continued...