I relate to this story because when I first went practice driving my mom freaked out just like Jen’s mom. She has a panic attacks whenever my stepdad drives. So when I drive she basically goes into cardiac arrest. When I think I’m confidently driving I actually look I actually look like I’m holding onto the wheel for dear life. My mom tries to help me but her version of “helping” is yelling at me. Which makes me panic more, but even so driving makes me feel free just like Jen. So even if I do have my mom screaming at me because I took too sharp of a turn or hit the break too hard It’s worth it.