

29 days “lost” at sea, is therapy for all of the external bullshit we deal with every fucking day.
By “we” I mean people in society, not just men. Everyone struggles with making their way in “this world” we built for ourselves. We made it to be this horrible.
None of us did.
I didn’t get a say in whether or not to be born. I’m just here now and I have to deal with all of this shit.