Why Don't I Have My Driver's License?

I get this question all the time. People always find it shocking that someone who lives in a small town doesn't have their driver's license as soon as they turn sixteen and a half. I always give some bullshit answer. Whether I say "I don't need it, everyone hangs out at my house in town" or "I simply don't want it". The real answer is that I don't trust myself. I'm not mature enough to operate a vehicle. I'm not sure if that is a valid reason, but that is the real reason. There are so many of my friends that make me question if they didn't question their maturity. I imagine myself driving down a road, getting distracted and killing a middle-aged single mother, along with her two kids Jack and Alice. I could ruin my life in a distracted second. That isn't worth being able to get to the store in less time. These thoughts could be irrational and they probably are. I just wrote a paper for my English class about an essay that was featured in the New York Times. In the essay, the author talks about walking around the city and feeling like someone is going to mug him. I do the same thing. I assume everyone is going to kill me or mug me. Maybe I expect the worst possible outcomes and when I drive I won't swerve into an unexacting family. Until I trust myself, I won't be driving. Hopefully I also won't get robbed.