kahlua wrote:
My horse is my therapy. Stress relief and just having some time away from people.
Riding not so much, its hard to find a good instructor that understands that I have severe anxiety. I care so much more for animals than I do people. My horse gets everything he needs, yet I put off doing stuff for myself, like hair cuts, clothes, shoes etc. I tried not having a horse for a while recently, as I had a fall and my instructor was bullying me. After going through really bad depression, I found myself wanting a horse again.
Ditto on the fall+anxiety thing. I am currently horseless (not really my idea, I got "screwed over by the barn owner where I was keeping him.)
I do have a [/b]fabulous[b] trainer now and I'm still working toward low jumpers/baby events.
I hope to be back in the saddle by late Jan. or mid Feb. at the latest. ( I just got over a 3 week-long cold so I have to build back up @ the gym)
My horse's name was Finny (Finnegan's Lad) he's an 8yo 16hh bay TB, green hunter. I miss him.
To the OP: I think It's fabulous that your brother is doing so well.
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