If anyone tried to stop her after the first concussion she would have protested with her life. Horses, riding, and competing were the young addiction of a seven-year-old. Had someone said falling off her pony again and again and again at such a young age or at any age would lead to a spiraling world of illness and puzzling misdiagnosis leaving her trapped in her own mind, disconnected and isolated from contact, and dangerously seeking relatedness, she would have scrappily fought. But that's not how it happened. No one stopped her.