Flying first class is often but a dream for most of us, me included. I have major anxiety when I fly. Now Im sure a lot of you out there have just said a “me too” after that sentence. But last year mine swung into the MAJOR anxiety category. Im talking, full on crying at the slightest of turbulence, clutching onto my husbands hand saying over and over again were going down were going down i just know it… all the while, my poor children are trying to comfort their psychotic mother.Looking back I dont even recall the people sitting around me, or what they must have been thinking. My poor husband! He was so kind. Holding my hand, I compare the way I was clutching onto it as to when I was in labour, nearly broke his knuckles he said it felt like. When we landed in our layover city I de-planed and had another anxiety attack full well knowing that I had to board the next plane in no more than half an hour (talk about tight schedules, we literally ran from gate to gate.) We made it to our final destination, we always do, despite the little voice inside my head thinking otherwise. Then we go about our trip and have a great time and then we get to the airport and it starts all over again. We land at our home airport, safe on the ground again, and I always say, never again will I fly, full well knowing in the back of my mind that I will again,for my family, thats why, but I will need that year to recover and work up my courage.
Well, that year came and went faster than I had expected. It was T minus 30 days til our trip and I could already feel the anxiety stirring within me. I booked a doctor appointment and I worked up the courage to ask for a relaxer. She willfully suggested one for and said its no problem. Well Im happy to say, I took that little pill bottle on with me fully prepared to take a pill before we took off on the runway. But you know what? The mom in me, the over protective one who needed to be alert in case of an emergency kicked in, the mom who reasoned it would be fine and nothing will happen. Where the heck was this version of me years ago? Well I can tell you one thing…. she wasnt in First Class. Know before you discount my post and roll your eyes, hear me out! I get it, not everyone can afford it, us inlcuded! But the difference it made on my anxiety was big enough to cover the cost difference. I KNOW that sounds crazy and I promise you im not.
My kind husband suggested it when we were booking with points and I second guessed him I dont know how many times. We decided to give it a go and I’ve never looked back since. You get to feel like a celebrity. Delta Airlines actually treat you like one even if your not! From the moment you walk onto the plane, your greeted with friendly smiles and best of all they are eager to take your drink order before takeoff… for FREE! (Well included in your highly inflated ticket price!… but its like its free!) Dont take my word for it, treat yourself one day!Your worth it and so much more! Im telling you it made all the difference in me, believe me.. Im writing this to you now from first class flying home from our latest adventure. Turbulence and all, Im feeling mighty fine…. isnt it weird how the mind works? Guess thereis something to be said for a little retail therapy!
**All expressions 100% my personal opinion, no compensation was given.