Back a number of years ago (probably close to 20) I took Bunny and my daughter to a nice indoor range we had nearby. Daughter was late-20s/early-30s at the time and had never shot. Since she was living on her own, she had developed a greater interest in firearms for protection. Bunny recognized the importance of self-defense and had also expressed some interest in shooting my Glock 27.
We went through the basic gun safety drill and Bunny stepped up to the firing line. Her ears were on, eyes were protected, and gun was loaded. She picked up the Glock and held it as I had instructed her with both hands placed properly. She slowly squeezed the trigger and fired off a round. At that point, Bunny put the gun back on the bench, stepped back, and started crying as she walked off the range and back into the main waiting area.
No amount of cajoling or coaxing would get her back on the firing line. It was years before she shot another gun, and that was a Single Six at an open air range while she was being carefully coached by Hazcat. For an old Army drill instructor, he can be remarkably gentle.
Daughter's experience was a little different. She stepped up to the line, picked up my Glock, took a two-handed stance, and sent the remaining shots down range (10 yards) and directly into the black. We did a couple more magazines and she only missed hitting the black once or twice. Daughter then went to off-hand shooting and chewed the heck out of the 10-ring. Made me proud.
Bunny still won't go shooting with me, and Daughter is living far away in a state with tremendous restrictions on gun ownership. We have to take commercial aviation to visit her, and the restrictions are so onerous that I won't take any of my guns.
Point is, Magoo, be thrilled with what you have, and go easy on the pressure for more.
Crusader Rabbit