After the last cataclysmic train-wreck of a relationship, a mere few weeks ago, I decided to get right back on that horse and ride. I was once told, after being thrown from a big beast at age 7 and while contemplating getting back on, that if I didn't the fear would grow and it would be that much harder to surmount it. I looked at that animal and he looked at me,
I knew if I didn't get back on he would always know, he would have the upper hand. I knew what I had to do, even if it meant getting thrown many more times.