It's time to book our honeymoon. We've been talking about where to go for over a year and after a lot of debating and research, we decided on Italy. FI and I both love to travel and love to go to other countries, and neither of us have been to Italy yet. With less than 4 months till the wedding, we need to get plane tickets like NOW.
But I can't get myself to book them. Every time I think about even checking prices I start to panic. Probably my worst phobia is flying, even though I grew up flying multiple times a year, all over the world. I wasn't scared of it as a kid till we had a really bad experience-- which I thought nothing of-- and then my mom (who also hates flying and digs her fingernails into the armrest the entire time) said "I really thought the plane was going down and we were all going to die." So my little kid brain was like "Oh, that's a thing that can really happen." Since then, my fear of flying has grown and grown.
Last night I was tempted to just not go on a honeymoon at all, or go somewhere in the US that we could just drive to (cuz we both also love road trips). But I knew that some day I would really, really, really regret missing this opportunity. I have this huge passion for travelling and seeing the world, and this stupid fear is preventing me from it. It sucks.
I even convinced myself that since I'm so hesitant to book our flight, it must be because I have this subconscious premonition that the plane I book our tickets for is destined to go down and we're going to die on our honeymoon. Doesn't help at all that tons of plane crashes have been in the news over the past year. The logical side of my brain is like "Nope, that's total nonsense. You always do this to yourself. And the plane never crashes." But the neurotic side of my brain is like "You can't do it! Don't get on the plane!"
FI really wants to go. And honestly so do I. I've always wanted to go to Italy. I can't ruin this for us. Ugh! I need all you logical-minded, wise, sane knotties to talk some sense into me. This really sucks