Did anyone else have a near death experience in the mid 2010s? - It would explain a lot.

Did a barrel roll on top of a guardrail after hitting black ice in 2014. The roof was caved in just enough to give me a love tap on the top of my skull.
 
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I've had similar thoughts, I got put under to get my wisdom teeth pulled in 2015, which spookily felt like dying, one minute I'm sitting in the chair and the next thing I know I'm stumbling out of the dentist's office, it didn't feel like just going to sleep.

That was summer of 2015 too, but I can't remember if it was just before or just after Trump announced his presidential candidacy.

What worries me more though is something that happened in 2013, I got too drunk one night and blacked out, the only time I've ever been literally black out drunk, looking back I don't for sure how I survived that and with the way everything started going to shit in 2014 sometimes I do wonder if I'm in Hell.
 
I have wondered something similar to this just because of how uncanny a lot of the last decade has seemed, but aside from the world being coated in a fresh strata of clown paint, I actually enjoy my life waaaaay more than I probably deserve and I feel pretty damn lucky. If this were actually Hell I don't think it would be this fun. Especially not for me lol. I'm going all the way down to the Seventh Layer when I croak, for sure. If you can manage to reach a place where you can stay happy, it becomes easier sit back and watch all this unreal shit unfold and be entertained by it all rather than worried or angry or whatever.
 
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I was run over by a drunk driver late 2016. I have absolutely no memory of the actual event. I remember crossing the street at the crosswalk that afternoon, I remember groggily waking up in the hospital learning I had been there for two days already. I learned all the details from the police report, the doc and my dad, I have zero memory of anything between crossing the street and waking up in the hospital
 
Two seizures that I, indeed, felt like I had died while coming out of them.

January of 2017 when I had gone to bed after jumbling words and letters, thinking I just had a bad headache. Hour later I fell out of bed, of which I was still with my parents at the time in which they heard me crash from all the way downstairs. I felt a disassociation state when I woke up, insistent that the EMTs and firefighters taking me out of the house were trying to kidnap me.

May of 2020, in which my heart actually did stop for a while. Wasn't as disassociated this time, still insistent I didn't have a seizure, tried to get up and ended up biting my tounge while banging my head on the stove. Ended up going on a higher dose of lamotrigine at that point.
 
Yeah, one time me and my mom on the way to a library (She had a local art exhibit) were arguing on the road and someone cut us off; I thought that was our last moments.

BTW, Mom was pissed at the librarian for not promoting her paintings and being stand-offish.
 
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