I got my driving license right after coming back to France, feeling half-dead after escaping a very abusing relationship. For some reason, I sensed it would be one way of rebuilding my self-esteem and my life.
I never drive nor do I own a car. However today I feel I need the freedom of being able to go wherever I want and whenever. So I got two hours of driving lessons to brush up my skills.
The guy said I was a very good driver and did not need more than two hours even though I never drove once in 8 years.
I felt so empowered and happy. The little things my friend my sister, the little things…