Face it. I was really afraid to fly for years, but when I had the opportunity to travel overseas, I decided that I'll fly - even I am frightened about flying. Actually I have to say that my fear always vanished when the plane's door was shut, I guess I realised that I can't do anything against it - and it calmed me. I played with a lots of flight simulators when I was a kid, that helped a to know what exactly happening, and knowing is the best way to overcome fear - but that wasn't enough. Before each flight I my guts were sick, I just can't do anything against it, that came from my nerves - fight or run. I clearly remember the moment when I get over my fear: I was sitting on a plane which flew from Dallas to San Jose, sitting next to a huge guy, and that was my 23rd hour awake, and that was my 20st hour of the trip with several layovers. And I started to HOPE that we'll die. I mean I was exhausted, I was nervous, I wasn't able to sleep, and then there came the thought 'how easy it would be if we just crash now, that misery would be ended' and BAM my fear was just out. It just went through on my mind, and I guess that was the moment when I accepted the idea, that I could die on a plane. Who cares? Probably I wont. And my fear was over.