My sister can get pretty nervous around them, on one hand I wish she wasn't nervous and understand that she is in control of the horse, but on the other I'm glad she is nervous that way she doesn't get brave and try anything like that before she's ready.
I'm actually a little nervous too, which is why I'm not as good of a rider as I should be at this age. I understand that the horse senses when I'm nervous, that I'm in control of him, etc. etc. But if I don't know the horse, well I'm a nervous wreck. When I was little my horse (who was spirited and stubborn) got spooked and threw my off, and then later he decided to kick me becuase I had fish feed for the fish in the pond and I wouldn't give him any. Needless to say, I lost interest in horses for a while. Although I've never been more than a month without owning one, I haven't always rode them.
But when I trust the horse I do pretty good.
For example, when I bought my last gelding, I rode him when I went to look at him and even though he rode great and had tons of training, I was so nervous that I was almost in tears (I did eventually sell that horse becuase for some reason we never learned to like each other), but when I'm with June, I NEVER feel nervous, even though she barely knows what a saddle is. And training June has helped a lot in my confidence building, when I went and looked at the mustang, I rode him, and although I did feel a twinge of tightness in my chest, I had so much more confidence, and the little nervousness I did have went away after a few minutes. I even rode him out in the field around the other horses and over some bridges (a little practice set up they had) and I was calm about it. Doesn't sound like much but it was pretty huge for me.
I completely understand being nervous. That's one reason why I'm hesitant to barrel race. I've only had like 3 riding lessons and basically taught myself the rest, but i haven't gone faster than a slow lope.
It doesn't help that the rest of my family is not"in to" horses and that my grandmother had a bad experience. Her brother was drug to death when he was a kid by a horse and she had to carry him home.
I have LOVED horses since in diapers and my first horse was a free mini stallion. My dad had me scared to death ofhim for the longest time because he would nip at everyone else, but never me. Now that I'mnot so afraid of him, I plan to get him trained hopefully by my birthday in September if not sooner or later.