Gabe
It seemed too surreal, too coincidental. First, the equine therapy program was at my brother’s resort. Which in a small, shareholder sense, was also mine. Then, I turn around and find Jeanie standing in the office, covered in horse hair and burdocks, looking like an absolute goddess.
Chad, my last counselor at rehab, used to be pretty deep into this manifestation stuff. I thought it was all pretty woo-woo. I mean, if I subscribed to his theory, then I subconsciously manifested all the bad things that happened to me. Which made no sense!
But I left the barn wondering if I had just conjured up the desires of my heart. And it was a little unnerving, because good stuff like that just didn’t happen to me. Or when it did happen, I was very quick to sabotage it.
God help me, I didn’t wa
