Wednesday, April 15, 2026

My experience dying at age 17.

I had been in a major depression for some time living in a toxic environment at home.  I tried running away, shutting myself in my room, sleeping all day and then one moment I decided that my life was hopeless and that I would kill myself.  I had just gotten a refill of four bottles of tranquilizers I was on and at night I slowly started taking them until by morning I had swallowed all the pills in the once full bottles.

I pretended I was sick so I could stay home from school and die, but at the last minute I felt bad kissing my mother goodbye and told her I had taken all the pills.  She freaked out, but I convinced her I could vomit all the pills up so I could avoid going to the ER and getting my stomach pumped which people told me was very humiliating.  What I did not realize is that I had already absorbed quite a few of the pills since I was taking them all night.

I remember going to sleep on the bed and then getting this overwhelming feeling of love and joy.  At some point I believe I was told that I must go back as I was refusing and asking questions about my life.  The spirits did not answer in words, but in quick visual scenes almost like a movie and after five or so questions, I was convinced to go back.  

The last thing I asked was if I could come back to visit and the spirits agreed.

I remember my mother saying that she wished I would die already before I woke up.  I don't know how long I was unconscious.  After that, I considered the whole thing shameful and tried to get on with my life the best I could and not think about what happened.  

Over the years, I have realized when the predictions about my life came true because it was like I already lived that moment.  I believe I am in a time of happiness in my life that will continue for a long time.  There is only one piece of the puzzle left.

The one prediction left unanswered involved a lady in black who will be my partner and soul mate.  

Not sure about that one, but things should get interesting.








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