I had been out of the saddle for about six weeks after that, my hands had blisters where I had gripped onto the reins so tightly. It had made closing my hand a very difficult task for the next four weeks that came. Once, I was finally all healed up it took a couple of weeks for me not to be scared of him again. It was difficult, and I wanted to sell him and spend my money on lessons instead. However, my mom, friends and trainer had pushed me to work past this problem and not give up on him. After that fall, I had began to always tense up whenever he put his head up higher than I felt was comfortable, I never wanted to be alone in the arena with