I’ll start by admitting that I’m writing under an alter. These thoughts are so sad and private that I really just don’t want them associated with the real me.
I lost my heart horse recently. The circumstances are pretty devastating (aren’t they always?).
Now I don’t want to ride. I don’t want to go to the barn. I don’t want to work with my other horse. I’ve lost too many dear horses in my riding career, and this loss is the straw that broke the camel’s back. I am emotionally squashed, kaput, done. I want to burn my tack, pick up new interests, and walk away from all this.
My trainers have invested so much time and effort into my remaining horse. He’s a good guy, too. They’re going to be really sad (and possibly even upset?) if I decide to sell him. And who knows…maybe one day I’ll regret it. But right now, I just cannot deal with the never-ending demands and stressors of horse ownership. That includes leasing him out, because we all know that’s stressful too.
Anyone ever felt this way? What happens next? I feel like any decision is the wrong decision.