Healing Trauma Through Authentic Relationships
with Horses and Humans
We will provide Trauma Focused Equine Assisted Psychotherapy (TF-EAP) to five survivors at no cost to them. They will work weekly for seven consecutive months with a Trauma Focused Licensed Therapist, a Trauma Informed Equine Professional, and a horse of their choosing. We'll collect anonymous data during this phase to prove the efficacy of TF-EAP to future donors and funding sources.
Once the Pilot Program launches we will continue raising funds to provide continued care for survivors that may need support beyond the Pilot Program. We will also launch a campaign to raise $200,000 to begin offering TF-EAP to new clients. Our priority is serving survivors and providing enough funding to allow them to complete their individual time in therapy, whatever that looks like.
Finding a permanent home for The Wild Hope is the 3rd phase in developing our vision. With our own ranch we will:
Continue TF-EAP for survivors
Launch prevention programs
Launch pornography rehab programs
Develop community care programs
Give survivors a safe place to connect
To learn more about the big picture, please download our one-sheet.
Meet Our First Mustang
In Their Words
I trusted a horse before I was ever able to trust a person. Horses taught me how to trust the right kind of people. - Survivor
I didn't realize that I'd never had any good relationships before. My horse taught me so much and never got mad at me. I finally felt safe to figure things out with my horse. - Survivor
I couldn't believe it! My horse actually CHOSE to walk around the arena with me. I didn't have to use a rope or anything. She made me think I might be worth being friends with! - Survivor
I was so scared of horses! And it reminded me that I was part of my traffickers "stable". I'm glad I didn't give up! My horse helped me see I was human again.
If you guys do this horse ranch thing it's going to help a lot of survivors. I've learned that to be able to lead a horse you have to hold your head up so they know where you're going. My pimp forced us to always look down at the ground like dogs. We weren't allowed to make eye-contact with anyone. It took me over a year to start looking at people again. - Survivor