I got LOST in the motherfucking WILDERNESS yesterday. I was out for 8 HOURS. There were police dogs and a helicopter looking for me. I was on the local news (not by my choice).

I almost fell down a 200 foot ravine, crawled through brush and mud and the most thorny plants, and climbed over a barbed wire fence.

After bushwhacking through the forest for hours after I couldn’t hear the helicopter anymore (it ran out of gas), I finally found a road and got help at a house nearby.

There were state troopers, forest rangers, firetrucks, ambulances, onlookers, and newscasters waiting for me when I arrived back at my car.

Other than the fact that my entire body is scratched and bruised, I’m physically fine.

My mind, however… I thought I was going to have to spend the night in the forest. I screamed and cried for hours. I thought I was going to die.