Burnout didn’t arrive overnight.
It crept in through early alarms, endless responsibility, physical exhaustion, emotional investment, and the pressure of always putting others first. In an industry where the animals depend on you every single day, there are no sick days, no pause button, and rarely a moment to simply stop.
The irony?
The horses were part of the industry which was the reason I was exhausted.
The long days. The constant demands. The financial pressure. The emotional weight that comes with caring deeply.
Yet when burnout finally hit, it wasn’t the horses I wanted to walk away from.
It was everything else.
Because beneath the workload, beneath the exhaustion, the horses had always been the reason I started.
And somehow, they would become part of the reason I stayed.
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