I stopped counting the number of times I came off my horse unintentionally once it reached 15 (to be fair, when we got her, I'd never really ridden before and she'd never seen people before--she was ~10. Good times.)
Falling off a horse does not scare me.
I don't punish my horse. We have 'discussions'.
I am just now teaching my horse to pick up her back feet without fussing, even though she's been trained for seven years.
I hate tacking up.
I often ride bareback in tennis shoes and shorts.
When I'm angry at my horses, I assign them random middle names, so I can yell at them more effectively.
I stopped talking to my horse and started thinking to her.