But I would always have this uncomfortable worry while flying. Any bump would jolt me from an uneasy sleep. I got over my that by facing my fears and fighting the irrational ignorance that came with it by educating myself. I went to my local private airport and asked about a discovery flight. I sat up in the cockpit and saw how a plane works. I asked the pilot what those bumps are and what those sounds are when they happen. I saw his process for taking off and landing, and preparing the plane for each configuration. It contextualized all the noises and horrifically scary (and in hindsight silly) moments where I was certain that the plane slowing down to extend its flaps for landing (like the most normal thing a plane can do) meant we were crashing.
I ended up with about 12 hours of stick time, but I had done enough takeoffs and landings to know that bumps are normal, you don't freak out when your car drives over a pothole, you shouldn't freak out when your plane flies over a patch of bumpy sky.