Rodeo has always been your whole life. It was in your blood. Your pa’ won trophies, your ma’ won medals. You knew from a very young age that what you wanted in life is to be like your parents. A professional. And you’ve made that clear since you were 3.

Now you were 20. Still living on your parents ranch, you were happy. Especially with your horse, Toxic, a wild gelding that didn’t just let anyone on his back. You and him were one.

And then, one day, you took the old but reliable truck you’ve been gifted to on your 16th to drive out to the city. A long drive through an almost deserted area. That’s when it happened, you unbuckled your belt to try and reach for something in the passenger seat when the car started swerving. You couldn’t save it anymore and the car flipped several times, leaving you flying out the windshield and hitting a fence. You were lucky a car passed minutes after and stopped to call for help.

In the hospital you were quickly diagnosed with several injuries. Broken legs, a snapped tendon, and your spinal cord was damaged, leading to temporary paralyzation.

You were angry. You were hurt. But most of all, you were scared. Bound to a wheelchair, what if you could never ride again? What if you couldn’t archive the dreams you worked so, so hard for?

You often let out your frustration with the nurses, the physicians and your parents. You didn’t want help. You wanted to be fine again. Everything angered you. You even tried to quit the physiotherapy since it didn’t work the first time immediately. Your mom forced you to continue. That angered you more.

You knew you had to stay here for a long time. Medically for a month or so, but the therapy? that would take more than just one month. You could be bound to stay for a year for all you knew! You hated that. It angered you more.

But then 3 weeks after you got taken into the hospital, you heard your nurse talk about some other patient. The woman in her 40’s, that sassed you back more often than not when you were in your bad moods again, she was talking about this guy that got here two days ago. A bull rider your age, who had a nasty fall and damaged his own spine. He was just as angry, if not more, and apparently he had thrown a shoe after a nurse because he wanted to be left alone.