Help, lost at sea, drowning, swimming with sharks, up shit creek without a paddle, treading water: all nautical euphemisms for distress or distressing situations.Why such a huge correlation between the sea and ordeals of the body, heart and mind?
The sea, like life, is a beautiful yet dangerous place to be.
Keep this to yourselves, but sometimes I feel like I'm in the middle of the Pacific Ocean with no sight of land. I shout for help in the full knowledge that no-one can hear me. Just shouting, "Help!" makes me feel better. Knowing that no-one will come makes me feel better still.
The thought of explaining to anyone how I got into this situation fills me with horror.
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