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Nov. 2nd, 2002 06:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I was in a minor car accident today.
I was backing out of my driveways onto the street, when an oncomming car hit me.
I said it was my fault, when apparently it wasn't, because I was stopped. But I was nervous and intimidated, and I'm so not ready to be an adult yet.
The damage was minor to both trucks, but he was making me feel like it was my fault, and I was nervous and susceptible and my friend was in the seat next to me and I couldn't find the insurance papers and it was my Dad's Yukon and now I can't stop crying.
I mean, I THOUGHT I ahd doen everything right... I had judged the distance between his truck and mine to be a safe distance, I'd backed out, and right in that moment after getting across the stree when I was reaching to change gears to go forward, I was hit. He was making it out to be my fault, like I was backing out into *traffic*. There was no TRAFFIC. He was far away and the other lane was completely empty.
But I'm a mess right now. My parents are taking it better than I am, and they're not yelling or anything but I feel so awful. My dad said I should sit down and write down in a bullet list everything I've learned from this experience, and it should calm me down. I did, and its not helping.
It would have been so much easier if it was my car,which is old and used, and not his truck, which was expensive and is only less than four years old.
I was backing out of my driveways onto the street, when an oncomming car hit me.
I said it was my fault, when apparently it wasn't, because I was stopped. But I was nervous and intimidated, and I'm so not ready to be an adult yet.
The damage was minor to both trucks, but he was making me feel like it was my fault, and I was nervous and susceptible and my friend was in the seat next to me and I couldn't find the insurance papers and it was my Dad's Yukon and now I can't stop crying.
I mean, I THOUGHT I ahd doen everything right... I had judged the distance between his truck and mine to be a safe distance, I'd backed out, and right in that moment after getting across the stree when I was reaching to change gears to go forward, I was hit. He was making it out to be my fault, like I was backing out into *traffic*. There was no TRAFFIC. He was far away and the other lane was completely empty.
But I'm a mess right now. My parents are taking it better than I am, and they're not yelling or anything but I feel so awful. My dad said I should sit down and write down in a bullet list everything I've learned from this experience, and it should calm me down. I did, and its not helping.
It would have been so much easier if it was my car,which is old and used, and not his truck, which was expensive and is only less than four years old.
Re: Gah. Poor you.
Date: 2002-11-02 09:02 pm (UTC)I'm feeling a alright at the moment.