To the like 7 people here:
I’ve had a rough few weeks. I had my ACT, a full week of exams, and then a stressful winter break. I have been a very invested equestrian since I was around 2 or 3. I “owned” two of the horses on my uncle’s out-of-state ranch. I finally got my own horse in 2017, after my (last) horse at my uncle’s had to be humanely euthanized due to a broken leg(horses’ legs can’t heal like humans, they’re much more mobile therefore the break was lethal to her). My new horse was my dream. I love him, he’s such a character with a unique personality. I named this account after his “horse show” nickname. We’ve recently been trying to find someone to lease(rent) him for a year since I advanced and started riding a different horse that I’ve been borrowing. I just found out (from my parents) that before my exams, he had been shipped to Virginia (he was in Florida at a friend’s place for people to test ride him) and sold to a little girl as a Christmas present without my knowledge. I’ve never felt so devastated and helpless in my life, and having recently talked about me and my newly developed depression with my therapist a few weeks back (before I knew any of this) just makes me feel worse. I feel broken and sad and alone. Im not like a 12 year old that’s lost their pony. I’m a 17 year old who’s lost their best friend and best form of comfort. I don’t know any of you but I just needed to say it to someone before I lost my mind.
