I Defeated My Claustrophobia

I once took a vacation during which my regularif I sat back down in the middle of those crowded
method of handling claustrophobia on plane tripsseats?
utterly failed. I have been successful with shortI was afraid that I would flail my arms around and
trips by always getting an aisle seat andscream! Okay, I reasoned to myself, but all of
concentrating on a good book. But this was athat is just behavior, isn't it? And I'm sure I can
six-hour flight to Hawaii and I was stuck in thecontrol my behavior so that I do not do that.
center of five seats in the middle of a fully loadedYes, I decided, I could depend upon my earnest
plane. At first I concentrated on my book, butcommitment to not flail my arms around or
little doubts kept creeping into my concentrationscream.
until I started to panic.So what did that leave? The terror. Yes, I could
Every atom of my body was screaming, I HAVEdo nothing to prevent the terror. I would feel like
TO GET OUT OF HERE NOW!!! I forced myself toI was dying. I would feel like I couldn't breathe.
wait until the seat-belt sign had been turned off, IWell, I further reasoned, that is all just feeling, isn't
excused myself by the other two passengers,it? I just have to stand the physical pain of that
and I BOLTED into the aisle. SAVED! I walked upterror. I have to control my behavior and just
and down the aisle for a while and did not havefeel the terror, just sit there quietly, even if I
the courage to return to my seat. They servedpass out, or die if that is my fate. I decided I
breakfast and though I was hungry, I still couldn'tcould also commit to that.
take my seat. I was miserable.I sat back down, buckled myself in and prepared
My back started to hurt and so I sat down onto feel the most absolute terror of my life. I
the floor in the only available space I could find,opened myself up to whatever pain would come.
which was near the lavatories. But the smell wasI was absolutely determined to bear the most
terrible and people started giving me odd andunimaginably painful feelings, whatever they were.
annoyed looks for which I could hardly blameThen, the most amazing thing happened. No
them. There were dozens of people perfectly fineterror came. Not even the smallest tinge of it. I
in their seats. I was the only nut-case sitting downcompleted the rest of the flight in complete
on the dirty floor where people were having tocomfort. Now and then I invited the pain and
step over me. I began to be ashamed to behaveterror if it wanted to come. But it never did.
so ignominiously.I think the whole key was to separate the gestalt
When the aisles were cleared from breakfast, Iof panic into its plain, more user-friendly
walked up and down for a while longer and then Iconcomitants of behavior and feeling. Looking at
tried to sit in the pull-down stewardess seat but Ithe separate parts of my panic gave me a clue
was admonished it was against regulations.as to how to proceed. I saw the panic in terms
My back was starting to hurt again from standingof tasks to accomplish, rather than fear to
for 3 hours, and I started to think about mysuccumb to. I could see that, although it might be
situation. I guessed I could stand up for anotherdifficult and painful, it was possible for me to
three hours. But what kind of a fake was I that Icontrol my behavior and keep myself from
was writing a book about how to control yourscreaming or flailing my arms around.
own brain, and I couldn't even control my ownAnd it was also possible to bear any pain that my
claustrophobia?feelings were going to inflict upon me. After all,
I began to study my situation, earnestly, in termsthey were MY feelings, weren't they? What could
of what was the fear about. Not why was Imy own feelings do to me, really? In two weeks,
afraid but what, exactly, was I afraid of? II would have to return from Hawaii. I determined
thought that I could control myself long enough toto seek out the terror again and see what more
belt myself in for a landing, but I wanted to dowork I had to do, or what new tortures my
better than that if I could. I didn't want to be aterror would teach me.
phony who wrote books advising people to doOn my return trip, I found I had been given an
what I cannot do myself. Was I going to put myaisle seat and I was tempted to let it go at that.
money where my mouth was or what?But because I felt obligated to finish this story for
I didn't try to search for anything rational. I wasmy book, however it turned out, I told the clerk I
pretty sure that my terror was totally irrational.was working on my claustrophobia so would she
My former success with claustrophobia, I nowplease give me the worst crowded-up inside seat
realized, was limited. I could handle short flights inshe could.
a three-seat flying situation where I had an aisleAgain I settled down quite prepared to feel the
seat.terror NO MATTER WHAT! In the beginning I got
In a crowded auto I learned that I could controljust a few tendrils of panic and again I opened
my panic if I could sit on the very edge of themyself up to whatever horror of terror would be
seat, where my arms and legs were not confined,visited upon me. The tendrils of panic just faded
and lean into the space between the two frontout to nothing. I felt perfectly comfortable the
seats. Luckily I am not a large person, so I couldwhole trip. And I have never suffered from
usually maneuver a workable position.claustrophobia since.
But this was the middle seat of five, in a totallyWith the earnest desire and courage to do so, we
full airplane. There was no extra space to utilize,can literally transform our lives. Of course to
and I was terrified. Over the years I had justearnestly determine to change our life, we have
naturally avoided situations which would be thisto have the courage to risk our own life. At the
uncomfortable. But not this time. I had receivedlast it always comes to that. For real core change,
my comeuppance. I was thinking about all thesefor real freedom from our fears, addictions and
things while I was also trying to study my currentanxiety we need the courage to stick to our
situation. What exactly was I afraid would happenprinciples even at the risk of our life.