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Do Horses Fear Death?

Do Horses Fear Death?

  It’s been an ordinary year. Animals died here. What could be more normal? Infinity Farm has an extended herd and none of us are youngsters anymore. Over the months, we said goodbye to a boney old Tabby Cat, an ancient foster horse, a young neurologic donkey foster, and a beautiful mare. Aren’t all mares beautiful though? Frigid winter temperatures hit earlier than usual this year and I was…

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So it has been 9 years. 9 freaking years. I don’t know how I would have gotten through this if it wasn’t for my family. 9 years ago I met My husband. He had just gotten home from a deployment and my sister and her boyfriend at the time thought that we should meet. We met on video chat and exchanged numbers and we just started talking. But later that night I was a little reckless and got drunk and high. My roommate brought me home and said that he would help me get ready for bed. I heard him get my pjs and bring them over. He then got me undressed and right before I slipped into unconscious I felt a pressure where a pressure shouldn’t have been. I woke up the next morning trying to act as normal as I could. A couple days later I had friends over and he wanted to talk. I told him no I didn’t want to talk. Then I asked him why would I hear you out after you raped me? Why? My friends looked at me and then at him and then back to me. 9 years ago I felt like a victim. I felt like it was my fault. Like I could have done something to prevent it from happening. If I didn’t say something. If I didn’t do something. If I didn’t wear what I was wearing. 9 years ago a piece of me was tak... no stolen from me. Yet here I am 9 years later married with a beautiful little girl that will be 5 in July. A house, a car, a trailer, 2 amazing puppies, and love and support from the most important people in the world. 1 year ago I started therapy for this trauma. 1 year ago I started my journey to better myself. 1 year ago I went from looking over my shoulder every 5 minutes to see if he was there to just walking around. 1 year ago at work I wasn’t able to see, say, or hear his name or even a name that resembled his. I wasn’t able to see a car that resembled the one he drove without have panic attacks. Id have an immediate panic attack if I saw someone that even looked like him. Now?? Now because of therapy I am able to do all of those. I went from being a victim to a survivor 8 years later and realizing it wasn’t my fault due to therapy. Talking about it really helped. I’m still trying to love myself. Because of that. What some people don’t realize that after something like this happens to you, that your self confidence and self esteem plummet way down and it takes a while for it to get back to where it was before. If it goes back to where it was before. I love my family and my friends that have helped me through this. And I would just like to say thank you from the bottom of my heart. I love you all!!!

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