Y’all the son was terrified to go – didn’t want to go – didn’t listen to his intuition – only wanted to bond with his dad – as the trip fell on Father’s Day weekend – he died in fear – as if it couldn’t be anymore heartbreaking

The parents first priority should have been keeping him safe

They could have bonded over dinner and a movie – it shouldn’t take extreme events to form a bond with your parents

My God…

Gut wrenching

Bless his heart

He was only 19 – a teenager – and the frontal lobe doesn’t fully form until age 25

He was just a kid…

A young man just getting into manhood

Not quite an adult yet

And fuck anyone who says otherwise

NINETEEN – TEEN – TEENAGER

How fucking dense are you?

I think those little red flags are messages from God – our intuition – that gut feeling

That we all seem to ignore

And often it cost us our lives

He shouldn’t have been allowed to go on an unregulated experimental deep dive sub – with zero experience

He didn’t even want to go…

And, there’s a video of the CEO bragging that you would hear “creaking sounds” and alarms warning if the hull would implode

You shouldn’t have to risk your life to get the love and care you need from a parent

As if, I couldn’t hate parents even more…

The aunt said he had a “terrible feeling” so sad

Parents aren’t worth dying for

And now they’ll never bond again

He died in fear, I know he did

His dad likely didn’t give a fuck about his kid – or his safety

Making him sign all those waivers…

Peer pressure

Fuck everything…


“Why do you care about the kid”

BECAUSE I DO

People aren’t worth dying for

Listen to your intuition

Little messages from God

Or 6000+ years of evolution

But he was smart enough to know something was off…

He kept crawling in that hole – for others

Only his hole was a sealed up tin can

And yeah, you absolutely feel the pain of being blown up – you do – even if it goes fast – you experience hell

That tin can started making all kinds of noise

He died in fear

19… just a fucking baby

Meanwhile, some elder just turned 100…

ONE HUNDRED

There are many ways I don’t want to die.


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