Scheherezade
Well-Known Member
Some of you may remember me; I got pregnant, and had a major psychological breakdown after the birth and was admitted to a psychiatric mother and baby ward for a number of months.
I had given my horse to friends (sorted paperwork etc) and was riding theirs, and keeping my stuff at their farm. When I got ill they said not to worry, and not to worry about coming to the yard.
Through depression about losing my horse etc, I couldn't face going to the yard, or seeing them, and as the time went on it became more awkward to go up. So It's been over a year since I last went up.
Went up yesterday, and my stuff is all gone. The boxes I kept things in are there, but filled with other peoples stuff. Everything I had - bar mu saddle which is at home. All my rugs, equipment, riding hat, grooming kit, boots, bandages, studs, everything.
I know it's my own fault for not going up, so don't flame me. Luckily they are lovely people and I can use all their stuff and still ride their horses. But when I thin about how much money I have lost, how much this stupid illness ruined my life
All they can say is 'someone' has tidied up, so it could be 'somewhere' - but I've looked and can only find the containers, not the actual stuff. He says some stuff got mildewy and had to be chucked, which is fair enough I suppose, just wish they had told me.
Just needed a moan I guess.
I had given my horse to friends (sorted paperwork etc) and was riding theirs, and keeping my stuff at their farm. When I got ill they said not to worry, and not to worry about coming to the yard.
Through depression about losing my horse etc, I couldn't face going to the yard, or seeing them, and as the time went on it became more awkward to go up. So It's been over a year since I last went up.
Went up yesterday, and my stuff is all gone. The boxes I kept things in are there, but filled with other peoples stuff. Everything I had - bar mu saddle which is at home. All my rugs, equipment, riding hat, grooming kit, boots, bandages, studs, everything.
I know it's my own fault for not going up, so don't flame me. Luckily they are lovely people and I can use all their stuff and still ride their horses. But when I thin about how much money I have lost, how much this stupid illness ruined my life
All they can say is 'someone' has tidied up, so it could be 'somewhere' - but I've looked and can only find the containers, not the actual stuff. He says some stuff got mildewy and had to be chucked, which is fair enough I suppose, just wish they had told me.
Just needed a moan I guess.
