I have come so far and nobody will help me! I am seized with anger! I take my axe and smash the boat!

This made the ferryman pay attention! Now he listens to me! But he explains that, since I have broken his boat, now neither of us can reach Utnapishtim. Is this my life's lesson? I thought I could win on my own. I thought I could win by force. Was I always wrong?

Should I stop fighting and just admit my weakness, my frustration, my pathetic fear of death? Or should I ask him to teach me how to rebuild the boat? Or do something else?