Had my first lesson today at new barn. It went so badly that new trainer hopped on...I don't know where my horse left his brain, but I'm pretty sure it's back at his last barn. He is so stressed, so tightly wound, and basically the 100% opposite of the horse I've known for the past year and a half. He is miserable. The barn is loud, horses are on trailers, off trailers, there's schooling shows going on, a bazillion lessons, farrier here, vet there, and Finn's little pony brain says OH MY GOD. He is such a total dick, and I feel like the most incompetent person on earth whenever I head up to the barn. I don't know what to do. More on lesson tomorrow, need to decompress.