I'm interested in hearing from non-drivers - specifically why they're a non-driver and whether they can see that changing in the future.
So here's my story. Growing up, my parents didn't have a car for financial reasons, so I guess it always struck me as an alien/scary concept. Then I went to uni and no-one drove because no-one could afford a car. Then I moved to London and still no-one drove because you'd have to be nuts to drive in London and why would you when the Tube got you everywhere you needed to go.
Then I moved to Australia at 23 and have always lived in the inner suburbs with relatively good public transport so even though driving would definitely be handy, I got by.
In the meantime, the idea of driving just scared me more and more. As I got older, it always seemed to be something that 'other' people did but wasn't for me.
Then I got divorced and lost my chauffeur!!!
Then I lost my job and another job that I was really interested in required me to have a licence. HATED this idea but sat my test in an automatic and passed.
So that should have been the end of my non-driving days right? No, that job then became redundant and I was strapped for cash so couldn't afford a car so was granted another reprieve.
So the silliest part of this story is that I have not driven ONCE since I passed my test.
In the meantime my licence expired and there have been stuff-ups with VicRoads so until today, I have been without a valid licence.
But I have now come to the conclusion that really, my life would be more interesting if I could drive. I have lived in the same house for 13 years and get bored going to the same old places or not being able to easily get to the places I want to get to because it will take too long on the train.
So even though I'm very, very scared I think that I need to bite the bullet and start driving. Obviously I'm not going to just get into a car and drive. I'll need to take some sort of refresher course and get my confidence up but ... EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK.
What about you?





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also met first bf, he was bad news and very controlling, I basically wasnt allowed to leave the house unless with him, so I nevr did get around to getting lessons, dad tried to teach me a few times, not a good idea, mum was even worse!!



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