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How a horse saved my life

I forever will credit a horse named Senator with ‘saving me’ and changing my life. Less than a month after my dark phase I went with my housemate to her stables and she let me sit on her horse and led me around. I then went home, found Berkshire Riding Centre and booked my first lesson for the next week. I had ridden as a kid but hadn’t been on a horse in over 15 years. 

BRC is an incredible place for me. It’s so much more than a riding school it is my family and my escape from the real world. I have made so many friends there who are amazing. I love how I can go there after a crappy day and have a cuddle with a horse and a chat with staff or friends. It’s a truly special place and I can’t imagine life without it now. 

Senator was the first horse I rode there and from there I quickly went from one ride per weekend to riding every Saturday and Sunday. Within seven months I was loaning Senator and it was a bond I had never experienced before. He was so cuddly and brought me so much happiness. I ended up loaning him for just short of two years. But for some reason I lost my confidence with him and he needed a rider to be authoritative so I decided to switch horses. Sadly I’ve been on Senator recently and these issues are still in my head. So I have to accept he is for cuddles only for me going forwards. But he will always be my first horse love. 

Then came Toro. And I truly had the best year with him before I had to say goodbye. It wasn’t long enough and it’s something I am not quite ready to write about just yet…

Here ends another rambling of life as a self confessed ‘crazy’ person. 

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