Almost every little girl at one point in their life has wanted a pony. Horses seem very graceful, elegant, beautiful, so naturally we girls want to treasure them. I, for one, have never been an exception. However, my life-long dream of having a horse/ pony to call my own has passed all-too-many times and at this rate I'm not so sure if my love of horses will be able to sustain on a diet of friends and family time. That, and my whole experience with the horses I love has been shadowed by the rider who can pay the most, no surprise seeing as how my instructor is basically broke. Anyways, she's been ruining the whole thing for me and now the only reason why I go to the barn is for the horses I've grown up with and love (iRoseThorn - you're the other reason! =P). If it weren't for the fact that iRoseThorn wanted to go out one more time to get a few last videos and pictures of all of us together and the fact that I want to see the horse I love desperately with all my heart, I'd never go back. My instructor has honestly betrayed my trust, led me in the wrong direction too many times, and all-in-all been overly demanding. I'm sick and tired of it. Hardly ever do I go down the familiar gravel road to enjoy the day under a sky of blue and a bright sun with friends on both two and four legs. Hardly ever do I relax and just talk. Hardly ever do I confide in anyone over there anymore, besides iRoseThorn.
Life sucks right about... now.
EQuestrian_343 Community Member 
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