I feel like such a fool. DH asked if I could drive him 2 miles to the next village for a leaving do for our boss, and I said I wasn't sure I could, but he said he thought I should be able to, so I gave it a go. I had trouble navigating my way out of our own small village where I have lived for 9 months now, so I should know my way around all the turns, but I didn't. He got nervous and said maybe I should turn around and go back, but I told him I had to learn sometime and I would probably learn my way around better by driving myself, so I was sure to pay attention. I dropped him off and headed back alone. Only 2 miles. I was doing ok, but I took a narrow turn and heard glass shatter - I had banged our wing mirror off a parked car, I guess, and the glass shattered. I was terrified, too scared to stop and not knowing where to pull off on a somewhat busy street, I just kept going. I managed to find my way back with a little meandering, trying to keep my cool and not freak out. As soon as I pulled up in front of our house, I burst into tears. I feel so stupid. I drove for years in the states, but now I feel so lost. I feel horrible to tell DH I f'd up our car, and he will probably call in a few minutes to see if I made it home ok. God, if I had only made it without doing that, I might have gained just the tiniest bit of confidence, but that is shattered now. I feel hopeless that I will ever learn to drive here. I hate that I couldn't even bring myself to stop and see what damage I did to someone's car. I was so scared! I can't stop crying, and I wish I had just turned back when he suggested it in the car, but I was proud and thought I would be ok. Now he is probably going to be angry (I'm sure it's illegal to drive with a busted side mirror, and no idea how long it will take to fix it.) I'm just so depressed now. :\\\'(