I'm just wondering what it costs to get a driver's license in your country. In Norway, it's $2500-3000 bucks, if not more.

TL;DR: I have zero confidence on the road. I do in the moment, but I'm just a nobody

Second, my teacher got me into the driver's seat just outside my house. He taught me the basics, then asked me to drive into what was a relatively trafficked road just down the street to a local museum parking lot. On the way there we actually drove past my moms and my gran (I started waving enthusiastically and he told me to keep my eyes on the road, lmao) My SIL, who's my best friend, was in the backseat for moral support. He was her teacher also. When we got home, I almost cried. We called my gran to tell her how well I did, and she told me that she'd pay for my license. She wired $5000 to a private bank account in my SIL's name so I wouldn't use it for shopping or whatever. Stupid stuff that I would waste money on.

I had four lessons. The second one we drove 30 km, the entire drive along the seaside on a relatively remote side of town, and back to my house. I was so proud. My SIL was in the back again. She applauded me, and I almost cried again. Also I was super sore. I'm 4'11 and have pretty short legs, so holding in the gas and the brakes and the clutch was tiring. I'm driving stick, not automatic. The only one I know that has an automatic car is my BFF, and it's her dad's car.

My last two, my SIL wasn't with me. My teacher praised me for learning so quickly. That was in July. A few weeks later, my gran loaned her car to me and SIL, and a friend of ours. We were gonna drive to my moms' place on the countryside to surprise them. I got stuck at two crossroads for like 5 minutes each. My gran's little old Toyota Yaris has a slow motor, and you just have to stand on the gas pedal to get it forward, but I kept choking the motor and had to restart the car like 15 times. One dude at the second crossroad took his phone up and filmed us. My SIL and I exchanged places quickly, and she (a gorgeous human being who definitely won the genetic lottery) flipped him the bird. He turned red and put away his phone.

We drove to my moms, but of course they weren't home. My older brother was though. He dropped the handle of the lawn mower when he saw that it was me driving by.

I'm kind of ashamed of myself for not driving more, but honestly, I don't have enough confidence for it. I've failed everything else in my life. When I went driving, I'd tell myself that every year, thousands of 16 year olds get their licenses. My two best friends got theirs at 18. I'm 27 and the loser of the friendship trio. I can't work because I'm mentally disabled. I'm at home all day doing nothing. I wanted to become a taxi driver by 30 (I turn 28 in January) but, as I decided to stop lessons this year because of the conditions on the roads and how dark it gets at night now, that seems like just a dream.