I was twenty- it was 1998 when I sailed the Atlantic with the M/V Anastasis. I never talked about it. I had shame-
I didn’t tell my mom what happened there until two years ago. Twenty two years later- and I only mentioned it- I didn’t talk about it. I only had the courage to do so, because after twenty two years I had a boss who I pray be a friend- and I puked it out one day at work….just…said it.