When Back in the Saddle Isn't an Option

This is a good topic and I suppose I could start it...I have empathy for anyone who has been in a horrible horse accident or someone for circumstances beyond their control have had to give up the luxury of owning a horse. There are a lot of emotions envolved. It is hard to find the new you,
the you that loves horses passionately but yet you don't know if you can have them in your life and at what degree. Right now, I'm going through the emotions of a bad horse accident. It happened in June 07, It was so bad I went to the ER. The details are still painful to me, so I can't write them.

I feel like I did all the right things, I've been riding since I was 5, I went to the top trainers, I worked my way up from cleaning stalls to being in a horse show where John Lyons, Ken McNabb, Brandi Lyons,Chris Cox all these top notch trainers were my judges. I'm was finally living my dream, but physically...I'm still recovering from a bad horse accident and I may have to come to the reality that I can't start and foundation horses anymore if my injury doesn't heal or the doctor says," You need to find a new job." It's bitter/sweet I worked so hard to be where I am...I'm mad at myself for getting hurt..I'm frustrated.. . But everytime I walk up to a horse I just see nothing but beauty, strengh, peace and ..I tell myself I've come to far to quit..I just need to find the new me, the one that's got limitations and accept it.

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justdoitphoto, your story was here, I read it and now it seems to be gone! You slipped at work and the employers lied, I did read it. I'm not sure why it is not here now. I have no suggestions other then contact Christi.

Hey, I just thought I would share my story. Although it is nothing like horsemanship's situation, which I have to agree with Equicizer, you can do it, over time, you'll get there. I however have been stuck out of the saddle from a non-horse related injury. Over Christmas break I was unfortunate enough to get a stress fracture in each foot causing me to be in a walking boot for a total of four months. On top of that I experienced other complications that will set me back even further.
Now in my Junior year of college and starting out in a new school as a transfer student, my schooling took a turn for the worst. I go to school half way across the country from where my parents actually live and now, due to my poor academics, my parents have decided to take my horse back to where they are. After everything that life has thrown at me, this may be the hardest to bear. When my whole world was crumbling down around me, my horse was my safe hold. Only another horse person can understand that. They understand, the clam and serenity one gets from horses that makes everything else in the world just seem to disappear. Even if I would go out for a few minutes and just stand with her, the stress would just melt away.
I've lived my whole life with horses to to be away from my team mate for so long, when all you want to do is ride, is heartbreaking.

Thank you...It means a lot to me to know injuries can heal....Horses have the power to heal too.. I'll go cry now for everyone....women...were soooooooooooo emotional:-)

I just have to add my story because I've been struggling for quite some time. I use to barrel race, my mom is into saddlebreds. She basically said I was the most selfish person out there because I wanted to barrel race and she wanted to do the class A shows with her saddlebreds. She told me that she wouldn't support me, come to rodeos, help me pay, and that I'd have to find my own way there (mind you, I'm 15 when she says this.) We couldn't do both, so I sacrificed my rodeos so she could have what she wanted. There was a horse, Harley who was at the barn she had her saddlebreds at. The trainer HATED him, would flip him over in the lines just because she didn't like him. His owner thought I could give him a better future and GAVE him to me. After that, my parents sold my barrel horse out from under me and here I was with this mean, hateful saddlebred. I figured out that this horse LOVED to run. And once I'd let him run and play he would do anything I asked. Over time, and a lot of TLC he became #22 in the world for saddlebred western pleasure. I know it's not that high of a number but to me being 18 it was amazing. I saved this horse and he saved me in return. He was my life, my everything. His big brown eyes just lit up whenever I'd walk into the barn, and I was the only one he'd let on him. To make a long story short, he fractured his coffin bone, then a year later tore a ligament and was on stall rest for 6 months each time. At one point, I had to miss class to go down to Pittsburgh to be with him because the vet called saying Harley "needed" me. Needless to say he was a basket case after the stall rest, and the trainer that owned the barn I was boarding him in absolutely refused to let me let him play to get rid of some of the steam (she was always at the barn, there was no getting around it.) Then, I got pregnant and lost the baby. I was really, really sick for about a month and obviously being 20 couldn't tell my parents. They thought I was just not going to the barn because of choice but really, I had no choice I couldn't ride when I could barely stand. They decided he would be better off with the trainer working him, so she did, and he became even more of a lunatic because he HATES being worked in circles over and over again. I decided I couldn't do it anymore, I couldn't see him the way he was, he got mean again and started trying to bite everyone, so we sent him to a training barn on commission to be sold. Not to mention, I couldn't afford his board anymore because I lost my insurance and had to pay for all my doctor bills, overdrafted my bank account and had my credit card maxed. At first I thought it would be best for him, to get a new home and have a new start. But now, I realize I need him and I miss him more than anything. This was last June, he's still at that barn, and I still can't afford to go get him back. It just seems like everything bad that can happen just did all at once, and I lost everything that was ever important to me.