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Red, my hope, my miracle

May 19, 2010
By Anonymous

I used to be in mental health treatment but the only things I gain from it was P.T.S.D. a shattered trust and a severely broken heart. I was afraid of people leaving or hurting me. I was scared and still am. My heart was used being broken by people there but this time was worse I often dream that she stabbed me and left me for dead instead of her hellish lie. I built a wall around my heart and fear gripped me when I think about trusting someone or something, which is a key part in a friendship. then I went to Love Rs before it was technically was open. Love Rs is a therapy riding stables for people with disability's. Red, my favorite, was able to break that wall in two tries. He's a grandpa at 34 and just plods along like "yeah I've already done this, remind me, why do I have to do it again?" his slow and gentle patients was what won me over. I realized that if he trusted Katie and Courtani so could I. He is a miracle to me and all of the other kids he comes in contact with.


The author's comments:
writing down my fears or happy thought helps me know and understand them

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