It pisses me off to no FUCKING end that the only horse riding opportunities at my school are for certain groups of people.

Funny you should ask, because that's mentally how I identify. Anywhere 10-14, basically. I stopped progressing emotionally around that time.

And no, I'm not joking about that. A lot of us use the term "trans-age" to describe ourselves, because we're a lot like transgender people in that what's on the inside doesn't match what's on the outside. I might have lived a certain number of years, but that doesn't mean my mind has progressed to that level. My brain and body are out of sync.

In any case, it doesn't change the fact that horses have been my lifelong dream, and I'm frustrated as hell that I have no outlet for it. Imagine how much frustration and anger would build up inside you over many years of being deprived of what you love most. Have some goddam empathy and stop visiting this sub if you don't intend to be understanding towards OP.

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