People who were clinically dead, what was it like?

[@Super-Nov]

Personally, I like the idea of feeling peaceful in death. Like, I won't feel fear as I die, but comfort instead. I wont miss anyone and I wont feel sad for my loved ones.

[@numerousdirt3130]

That's just kinda lonely

[@Ðogecoin]

@@numerousdirt3130That’s the thing, you won’t feel lonely, you won’t feel anything

[@theoddbox]

​@@numerousdirt3130it's just something beyond what we can comprehend if we don't experience it

[@pennykhamsa4704]

Me too. This is really such a relieving thought, that after the pain if any, everything just goes quiet and peaceful.

[@TheDramacist]

I also died after my appendix burst and I was made to wait 13 hrs for a covid test to come back as negative before they'd operate. I dont remember anything about peace or blackness or emotion. Just a dreamless sleep. But there was no fear. So...take that how you will.

[@onionbubs386]

Why in the hell would you wait for EMS to give an EpiPen? The pen is what you're supposed to use WHILE waiting for EMS.

[@SewardWriter]

School nurses aren't allowed to administer medication, even in life-saving circumstances. It's supposed to prevent lawsuits. I've heard of parents being called in to give insulin shots or asthma inhalers (which, in my day, had to be given to the nurse and not the student). It's yet another absurdity of education.

[@_to_-cn8wd]

The same reason in the UK that school nurses have been known not to give plasters in case there was a negative allergic reaction and the school got sued.

[@Repolor]

​@@SewardWriter that's terrible logic by the school, I'm pretty sure a lawsuit from a nurse using na EpiPen on a kid would be very rare, and much less expensive then a negligence lawsuit from the nurse not giving a kid it and causing the kid to die.

[@SewardWriter]

@@Repolor Doesn't matter. Schools would rather deny critical care than "cause" a situation.

[@rico2119]

​@SewardWriter that not true

[@Renastarsong]

Ok that epi pen story is absolutely insane. When I was in third grade we were going on an outdoor field trip and the teacher fully sat us down and gave all of us the epi pen talk on the extremely tiny chance that the one girl with a peanut allergy would somehow encounter something that would set her off. As EIGHT YEAR OLDS we were told in no uncertain terms that if she starts choking for no reason, no person runs for an adult and the rest raid her pockets for the one she has on her and we stab her in the butt as hard as we can. Obviously we never had to do this but they put the fear of GOD in us, no one was messing around. This was more than 20 years ago and I still remember that talk VIVIDLY. I was 8.

[@LuckyDaDuckyofDoom]

Lol reminds me of when my mom put the fear of God and drug addiction into me at 11.

[@Merbrls228]

i mean atleast she was gon be safe

[@KoalaTales]

The teacher teaching third graders how to use an epi pen in an emergency shows the importance of early preparation and education. While it might have been scary for the young kids, it was absolutely necessary to ensure everyone's safety. The ability to react quickly and correctly in an emergency can save a life.

[@Sun_shiner11]

Honestly the idea that I might feel at peace when I die makes it much less scary

[@rico2119]

Depending on how u die, it feels peace, but it hurt like hell when they get u back . There are a lot of videos on KZbin.

[@d.godummyy]

That’s what I’m thinking. I’m trying to have an open mind and see it from there perspective but I just can’t wrap my mind around wanting to be afraid while dying. The Masochism is strong with this one.

[@Physicsless8]

fr, like im scared of death but this makes me feel more peaceful

[@TalesOfOria]

Atleast when i die of old age i wont be too scared.

[@imarisimpson183]

ik but I don’t want it to be just pitch blackness. I really wanna believe u get to see loved ones againnn

[@josi4251]

I met the father of one of my students, a big tough Marine and who casually mentioned how he'd been dead during heart surgery. He saw his own body from above, heard what the doctors and nurses were saying, then boom, it's all peace and serenity. I said, "So .... was it very bright white there?" He said, "Oh, I can't even tell you how bright it was." He's not the only person who's told me of such an experience, but that one stands out. I OD'd on Percocet once and may have crossed briefly myself before the narcan, seeing my late uncle, who looked utterly shocked, as if I weren't supposed to be there. Boom, back to earth.

[@TheDramacist]

My mom's mom said the same thing when she died in surgery. Yet my mom still thinks when your dead your dead. I really need to quiz her on this

[@LegallyinsaneLoL]

@@TheDramacistI feel like the extreme variety for these story’s all comes down to the brain somehow, perhaps if you believe in a afterlife, your brain creates one before shutting down, and if you believe in nothing, it creates nothing or a void?

[@saagabragi6938]

​@@LegallyinsaneLoL It's propably just the brain inventing something from the surgery light right above them

[@konstick66-pepeland60]

Most of these stories are probably hallucinations. I don't remember where exactly, but doctors did a thing once where they put swear words on very high shelves and added lights to them. Not a single person that claimed to see themselves from above saw them. So, it's likely your brain just creates hallucinations for you

[@Marynicole830]

@@LegallyinsaneLoL or it just depends on, if there is a soul, how much it takes to break the tether to your brain. Your heart stopping makes you unconscious but your brain is still functioning. It likely doesn’t know the difference between being choked out and your heart stopping. They both cause a lack of blood circulation but your brain still has some oxygen in the blood that’s left. So that could be a reason, if there is anything else, why many don’t see it. They dont deteriorate to the point of ‘severing’ that connection.

[@schrod1ngersc4t]

My brother almost drowned when my grandmother wasn’t watching him in the pool. He was four. He had no life vest, and swam to the deep end. He was out for probably two minutes. I saw it all go down on top of the slide. I rushed down and he was on the floor, lifeguards trying to resuscitate him. I don’t know what he saw, or if he even remembers, but I remember. I remember the screaming. But I more remember who saved him. The reason he was seen and brought back to land? My cousin. Every day I thank her for yelling to my family and alerting them.

[@TheDramacist]

Why not ask him?

[@neothurmic3780]

I almost drowned 20 years ago, I fell in in a river I discovered how hard it is to swim fully clothed. As I gave up and started sinking I felt utterly calm and an overwhelming feeling of "thank f**k it's over". Don't know if that helps any.

[@jmgajda8071]

This was the perfect time for me to see this video. My mother passed away last week. She wasn't a great person overall and honestly, a pretty terrible mother, but hearing all these experiences makes me feel a lot better. Maybe she's finally in a place where she can learn to be a better person...

[@colesephhh9546]

She’s a good cousin and you’re a good brother dude

[@WaterPuppy]

I can relate in some ways to Story 6. My grandmother passed away three years ago after years of pain and suffering. By the end of her life, she was immobile and bed-bound, could barely see or hear or talk. She would ask my mum, "Everyone else I know is dying. When will it be my turn?" She passed on in her sleep. Back then, I hoped that wherever she was, at least she was no longer in pain, and hearing these stories reassures me of that.

[@huinismith]

Story 48: I recognised the lampshade story less than a minute in. One of the most heartwrenching reddit stories of all times.

[@Sadakorka]

me too

[@amandabriscoe6578]

YES! I always hope that one is a lie or a creative writing practice. It's so sad.

[@Lance.Gardenhire]

I did to, but I don't remember from where. Was it Mr. Ballen or some other youtube channel that talks about stories such as this one?

[@huinismith]

@@Lance.Gardenhire No, I read it on Reddit. It was posted like 12 years ago and it has become a classic.

[@Lance.Gardenhire]

@@huinismith I heard of it on youtube, I just can't remember from which channel.

[@sparkyshore3543]

Story five: those nurses need to be fired and charged. That is criminal negligence.

[@kerbalspaceprogramfan]

nah its the schools "very good idea to prevent lawsuits" like im sure a child negligence lawsuit would cost more

[@Bigparr43]

Dude, I have severe anxiety with no actual trigger (passive anxiety), so I have had countless panic attacks that came on randomly and out of nowhere. The extreme fear that these are the last moments of your life make me happy that most people feel a sense of peace when they actually die. Panic attacks are traumatizing and I wouldn't wish them on anyone

[@SewardWriter]

Urgh, that sucks, my dude. Panic attacks are the worst. (I get them from any kind of stress, especially deadlines, which is why I can't work any more.)

[@Bigparr43]

So, there is hope. I started having them when I was 22 (30 now) and I reached out to a dual diagnosis inpatient place that dealt with both mental and substance abuse disorders across the state and it took me from having constant panic attacks to the point where I couldn't work anymore and lost 15lb in a month because I mostly stopped eating, to being mostly functional with the proper med changes and therapy. I still struggled for a bit during aftercare, but I haven't had a major panic attack in over 2 months because of meds and coping mechanisms I have learned. Seriously look into a dual diagnosis rehab. They helped me a lot more than my standard psychiatrist did, since you see one once a week along with individual therapy 3 times a week and group therapy throughout the day

[@feroxsayshello518]

I died. There's no fear or pain or awareness at all. Don't be afraid of death, life is much more complicated 😊

[@lmTheMink]

I died, too once. And I also have panic attacks from time to time. I still scared AF, when panic kicks in, while being dead was really peaceful and calming, and I'm not afraid of dieing again! So be sure, that the panic attacks are way more scary, than the death itself! 😅

[@miahconnell23]

@Bigparr43 I had a panic attack at a work-meeting / “listen to a mandatory presentation” event. No special stressor seems to bring on these extreme panic attacks. I don’t get them too often, but these kind are intense & physical & different from the “sensible” “got a reason to be stressed” anxiety symptoms. Anyway, a very perceptive coworker sitting across the table mouthed silently: “are you ok ?” And all I could do was shake my head “no.” I don’t know what I look like on the outside when I have the “extra” bad panic attacks. I tried to find out later by asking him. His response ? “You looked like you were leaving your body.”

[@darkmatterztome2263]

My mom was murdered December 28th 2013. A few years ago, I was laying down to go to bed but this night as I drifted off, something was off. I felt incredibly heavy and my eyes just closed rather than it being me dozing off. I almost immediately started this dream like vision where I was still in my bedroom, but instead of darkness coming through the curtains it was this warm, vivid, bright daylight. I've fought a lot in my life, and I've suffered a fair deal of work, vehicular, hiking, injuries so I'm almost always in some level of pain. Broken almost every bone in my body besides my spine or my neck but in this state I didn't feel any pain at all. I felt light and unburdened. I walked out into the hallway and down into the living room and when I rounded the corner, my mom, and a few of my family members that I didn't recognize were sitting on a couch watching the old box television we used to have. The living room was configured in an unfamiliar way to me, with furniture I'd never seen before and there was a window leading Into the kitchen beyond a small bar like bench. When my mom seen me, she scooted over and patted the cushion for me to sit down next to her and watch TV. We watched demolition man in its whole entirety as that is one of my favorite movies before one of the other family members changed the channel onto gunsmoke, a favorite of the older folks in my family. It was at about this point where my mom told me that she'd love for me to stay, and that I could if I wanted to, but that I would have to tell everyone bye first. I was really confused because for all intents and purposes it just felt like one of those nights where I'd woken up quick, I didn't even think about my mom being dead or the fact that I hadn't met the other two family members before. She said that I still had a few things left in me to go see and do and that she wouldn't hold it against me if I stayed or left. I recall the room that had the front door in it brighten but I wasnt drawn to it in any capacity, I wanted to stay there but at the same time I for some reason had the idea that had i remained there, I wouldn't have gotten to see my brothers, friends, and other family for a very long time if I did. I reluctantly stood up and walked over to the front door and before turning the knob, I looked back at my late family as they watched the TV. My mom smiled at me and told me not to be sad and that she would see me again very soon. I turned to knob and immediately woke up in my bedroom floor gasping and choking on my own blood. I had started having a massive nosebleed that night in my sleep and dozed off on my back, and the blood went down my throat and got sucked into my lungs. I laid there for I don't know how long choking and drowning on my own blood, it wouldn't be until my grandpa picked the lock to my door and applied resuscitation that I came back. To this day the blood stains are still soaked into my pillow and blanket that I use and won't wash out due to how severe it was, they have faded no doubt but they still exist as a reminder to me. I believe in God but I'm not sternly religious in any aspect, but that place defied even my understanding of Christianity. There were no angels, no concepts of God being in the dream, but if I had to guess that was the closest to heaven I think anyone could get without being there. After everything was said and done with and I spit the rest up and vomited, I went out to my grandma and told her what I saw. I explained the layout of the house and described the two people I saw besides my mom and she couldn't believe it. She went digging through a picture album and pulled out a picture of her dad and her grandpa and those were the two people I saw, not dressed the same but the same people nonetheless. The way the house looked was the way it was set up before it was renovated, which took place 5 years before i was born. To this day I still think about it, and it's hard for me to reason with.

[@thedarkstar7045]

I'm agnostic, and the only proof we can all take seriously are from those who have actually died and been brought back. If all of these stories are similar, you all have to be telling the truth.

[@kristopher3623]

It might be a near-death dream, not direct death.

[@FTFOMF]

You don't clean your bed?

[@SoulDevoured]

​@@FTFOMFit was confusing the way he said it but my understanding is that he's washed the sheets many times but the stains won't come out.

[@ResBlix]

Sorry man, I'm pretty sure I'm extremely dyslexic. I want to read your story but I'm having trouble reading it due to the contrast of the letters and that I cant focus on the line I'm on. Any chance you could post a shortened version that's easier too read?

[@kaiserconnorproductions3067]

I REALLY don’t like that most of these experiences end in black voids with nothing. I’m a firm believer in an afterlife because it brings me comfort knowing that I’ll be joining another world after departing this one.

[@SuicidalSummerSnowWoman]

the veil of afterlife will only be lifted once you are completely dead...not on the brink

[@GÓRAL-o2j]

But you can notice one thing. They describe "nothing" like they're aware of it.

[@Astrolionking]

@@GÓRAL-o2jI feel like if they’re aware of it, my belief is that we stay in a pitch black limbo until our souls are ready to actually go. We see black because our souls are still fighting to stay for a moment.

[@BrianWanke]

I really don’t like the idea of “forever.” The thought of it never ending, scares me. Also, you were in nothing before you were born. That was peaceful, wasn’t it?

[@kaiserconnorproductions3067]

@@BrianWanke I don’t remember before because my soul literally didn’t exist but when I die I don’t want to be reduced to nothing as that entails destruction. The idea of an eternal afterlife where our souls live forever in peace with no worries or dangers soothes me. Also the idea of being stuck in paradise for eternity isn’t negative, I already can’t decide what to do with my free time in real life so an unlimited supply of it would be great.

[@cowgrrl]

I had a similar experience of peace and blackness. It was a feeling of nothingness and when I woke up I was so confused and angry at everyone and everything. It was scary coming back into consciousness though - my first thought was “where am I going after I die? I can’t die, I haven’t decided where I’m going yet.” Time meant nothing during the experience. It gave me a whole new outlook on life.

[@Eevee_133]

A lot of these stories are like what I experienced when I was on the brink of death. I’m a Type 1 diabetic. In 2018 I was 21 and at the lowest point in my life. I stopped taking care of my diabetes, and in combination with a failed insulin pump that I knew about but didn’t say anything about, I tried to take my own life by letting my blood glucose rise to 1,030 mgdl. I went into a coma, my heart stopped briefly, started again, and then I went into acute renal failure. According to my mom, I was about 5 minutes from being put on life support. What I remember during this time was being in this infinite white void. It was literal nothingness like I have never experienced before. I saw my grandfather who had passed just a few months before. I remember asking him where I was, and he just said “It’s not time, go.” I asked him what he meant and he said “it’s not time yet, go!” The next thing I remember is being pulled from that place and immediately waking up in the hospital and trying to punch a nurse (thankfully I was restrained because I was fighting before I slipped fully into the coma). Thankfully I came out with mostly no permanent damage to my body. I regret doing what I did, but the peace I felt when I was in that void was amazing. Please, if you’re experiencing thoughts of self harm or taking your own life, seek help. It’s not worth it.

[@FractalParadox]

all those stories made me remember a video I saw once. "Sleep is just Death being shy".

[@uncanalaleatoriouwu]

Exurb1a?

[@mayoraeryn]

I lost someone in September of last year, more specifically, my dog. I won't go into too many details, but hearing these people's stories... kinda helps make it not so bad. As long as he's happy and I can see him again when it's my turn to go, I can find the will to accept what happened

[@bl00dblight]

I never flatlined, but my nurses and surgeon did not know if I'd, "ever wake up again," after my small bowel perforated 6 inches wide in my sleep, and I quickly spiraled into septic shock. The experience was so hazy from morphine, I can heavily relate to story 18. I was barely conscious, but I was told that talked to people around me, even if sometimes just gibberish. I told my mom I wasn't going to go anywhere (which I do not recall saying, I was completely gone), and I saw and heard a ghostly figure comforting me- I have no clue who the figure was supposed to be. I knew is that she wasn't real, but it was still comforting nevertheless. I remember hearing my grandma flipping out about "What if she dies!" And my mom calmly telling her "Then I had the best 21 years with my daughter that I could have asked for." Mom thought I was asleep at that point, but I definitely heard her. It was really hard to fight said sleep. I was so tired, partially from the morphine and partially from my organs shutting down. I eventually stopped breathing on my own and was intubated. I heard loud white noise and let myself drift off, all while internally refusing that I'd let something like that take me down. I slept for an entire day after the emergency surgery, and when the nurses asked me to give them a peace sign to check my cognizance, I did just that, and they knew I'd be alright. ✌️ That was two years ago and I cherish life at every moment. I got some of the best quality sleep ever though, I swear, haha! It was profoundly deep, comforting, and refreshing. Something else I recall: a few years ago, my 15 year old cat, named Draco, passed in my arms from stage 4 renal failure. Throughout my hospital stay, when hazy, I would feel something laying between my legs, just like Draco always did when I was laying in my bed at home. I wholly believe he was there with me, watching over me just in case I was ready to cross the rainbow bridge with him and his brother. He was always extremely protective of me.

[@djpaella634]

I love this channel. Really. Very often Reddit story readers present sad or traumatising histories, like it’s some kind of cool plot twist in new series, red by feelingless robot. I’ve always found myself disgusted by this manner. And here, there is always respect and understanding for other peoples stories, even with some comment or reflections from the narrator. Absolutely amazing job.

[@Rabidpygmy]

I drowned when I was 4, yes I remember, & i remember earlier than that. I know it isn’t common to remember that early. But yeah, i jumped into a pool yelling I can swim! Before going under. My dad had gone to the bathroom & i was super obedient, so me jumping in the pool… I don’t know why it seemed important to me. I was drowning, breathing water hurts, but then felt a pop & music started. It was like an enormous symphony playing & getting louder & louder. I lost my vision when I saw bubbles around my dad diving in. The music was amazing & it continued to play until I woke up, puking out water as my father pounded on my back trying to get me to breath again. I wasn’t breathing for minutes, though no clue how long. Really don’t fear dying, it was oddly beautiful, but i won’t leave this place until I am forced to. This existence is wondrous & ever changing. I truly believe every minute counts. I don’t want to leave anything behind until it’s my time.

[@tripsupstairs]

The one where she could relay the doctor’s conversation with the nurse is why I’m convinced there’s more to us than just our physical selves

[@rwbyab7423]

"We are in this world but not of this world." We are not our bodies, we are energy and the body is a conduit for it. I have no doubt that there is more than this.

[@lachousalle31]

​@rwbyab7423 Define "energy".

[@batteredwife]

There's a series Behind Her Eyes... Not sure if it's on Netflix or Prime... But fascinating and interesting... Plays with this theme.

[@rwbyab7423]

@@lachousalle31 im not really sure how to put that into concise words. Energy is the unobservable force whose influence over the material world we can witness and manipulate. Energy causes motion, energy generates change. Throughout our lives there are certain energies we hold on to that build our sense of self and there are energies we let flow through us and pass along. The culmination of these decisions builds our soul and the day we die, that process of incubation is complete. That's just my view on it anyway.

[@kathybrem880]

Her brain just wasn’t all the way dead then. Once it is, you’re all gone

[@seyodys]

Hearing these makes me feel a little better about my own experience. At sixteen I got a really sudden case of appendicitis. Despite being rushed to the ER as soon as my symptoms started, and transferred to a surgical center within the hour, the doctors told my mother that with the speed my condition was declining, I probably couldn't get into surgery before my appendix burst. And if that happened, they said to prepare for the worst, because they weren't certain they'd be able to help me. Once I got into surgery, it felt like I'd been suspended in this black abyss. I couldn't see anything. Didn't have any discernible thoughts. But it was pleasant. Warm. Probably the best I've ever felt in my life. Eventually, flashes of memories sparked in my head. Glimpses of times I remember fondly, each of them bright, replaying through my own perspective. Then there was this knowing. Not a thought. Not a voice. Nothing tangible. Just a peaceful reassurance that everything was going to be okay, and I didn't have to worry. All I had to do was rest. Nothing went badly during the surgery, the doctors said. They managed to remove my appendix before it burst somehow (the thing had swelled until they had a hard time distinguishing it from my large intestine). So as far as I know, my heart never stopped or anything like that. The only thing I will say... my sister was there, and she has this infallible sixth sense went someone dies. No one ever has to tell her the bad news. As soon as it happens, she feels it, and she knows. She said she got that feeling while I was in surgery.... Makes me wonder if something happened that the doctors failed mention.

[@annewelch-uk1of]

I was having a dream that I was talking to the adults at school. They were all sad. Nine months later my dad passed away. Saw everyone I had talked to.

[@conservedbymeds]

I was clinically dead for roughly ten minutes and it was probably the most peaceful I'll ever feel (until next and hopefully last time). For me it was like the first (?) story, black, blank, nothing. Like being asleep without dreaming, just unconcious and unaware. I feel a bit scared talking about it because I'm worried it might bother someone and make them feel uneasy. But death is nothing to fear in my opinion, those who go will be at ease and in peace.

[@rascaltuff]

I tried to end things probably 20 years ago. I hovered over myself and sort of snapped back into my body. then everything went black. I remember feeling indifferent but that a weight was lifted like I’ve heard others say. I was in a coma for a week. waking out of it was like going from a much needed long nap, to the awful reality that was my life at the time. no gratitude. only anger. then a month or so on the psych unit where they helped me to learn how to speak properly again, and figure out what meds to give me. I’m doing much better these days and have built a life I like living most of the time. I’m grateful and fortunate to be alive

[@staceyhunt6769]

My heart stopped 3 times with a self-inflicted attempt at 16. Was in a 26hr medically induced coma to try and stop the damage to my heart from the back and forth. When I was woken up the nurse cried more than my mother did. All my tests said I was perfectly fine which was apparently against all odds. I remembered watching the people I was with who called the ambulance from above them. I remember standing behind the medical staff in the ambulance. And small bits and pieces of being in the A&E outside of my body. By all accounts of the medical professionals, I should not have made it, especially with no signs or damage. I was let out within 12hrs of waking up, and my mother went straight to work leaving me alone all day. She kicked me out 3 months later because "My mood brought her boyfriend down". Needless to say it was not my last attempt, but it was my only 'productive' one. 12yrs later I have 3 wonderful children and am expecting my 4th. I nearly died with my first and swore at anything that would listen I would burn the universe down if it took me before giving my baby a chance to be loved. We keep mental health an open conversation with the children as age appropriate as we can so they never have to suffer like I and their father did and hopefully never have to experience death so personally. Their dad knew me in high-school when this happened and we have a few inside jokes about me being a zombie. We didn't learn how rare it is to be brought back successfully until pregnant with out first. I had a lot of near-misses as a child. I firmly believe I'm supposed to be here for something and no matter how much I've hated things, I'm not allowed to leave until the universe wants me to. When my time comes I will welcome dealth like an old friend. I will not seek it and won't fight either.

[@wadehiggins1919]

Had a friend who was in a really bad car accident. When he woke up, they already had him in the morgue with a toe tag. Needless to say, he didn't have a whole lot of faith in doctors after that. He was a character who joined the merchant marines at 14. He worked on ships his entire life. He had managed to get himself into some crazy situations. He spoke multiple languages. His wife told more of what things had happened to him or what he had done than he ever did. He never spoke of his own accomplishments.

[@jparker936]

4 years ago I had a widow maker heart attack. I coded for 6 minutes. From what I remember it was literally I passed out and then woke up naked and standing up. When I went down there was 2 nurses in the room, when I came to there was a room full of people looking amazed as when they shocked me for the 3rd time they said I came to snd jumped straight off the bed onto my feet. That's my story.

[@SewardWriter]

I'm glad you survived! My dad had a widowmaker once. He lived for more than 20 years after, and wasn't young when it happened. First thing he said when he woke was, "Y'all took my pants offa me." Mom just said he couldn't handle all the cute young nurses. She wonders why I told the story of how I learned to swear at his funeral. XD (I still say he'd have got a kick out of it.)

[@jparker936]

Thank you so much and truly sorry for your loss. Yea once it hit me I was stark naked I apologized and covered with my cut in half shorts.

[@rico2119]

If you have a widow makeup, you won't be here.

[@rico2119]

When you have that kind of heart problem, you're dead for an hour and some minutes. Your heart. 's literally out of your body.😂

[@jparker936]

@rico2119 not correct. Alot of people have widow makers and survive it's just a much smaller percentage. Mine was a collapsed LAD, I was extremely fit and in my 30s which all contributed to my survival. Unfortunately now I have a medicated stint in place so between that and hypoxia I definitely didn't make it out unscathed. Please read up on medical before giving unfactual information and check the statistics on it. Thank you and truly not picking at anyone just want to help people be more informed.

[@bvallerina]

22:28 I’m so glad that you decided to use the character voices. It makes me feel like I was really there even though you’re reading someone else’s story. This video is going into my playlist names “Videos that Changed My Life” because of how beautifully you executed that.

[@JamHat]

The appendicitis story freaked me tf out I just got out of hospital because mine burst and turned gangrenous, and I didn’t know for 8 days, I remember feeling like I was perfectly fine just with a huge stomach ache, the pain that eventually sent me to the hospital was the feeling of my bowel and other organs “giving up” Doctors said they have no idea how I was alive, walking breathing and talking, how I didn’t have sepsis, how I had normal vitals and how well my body and immune system was handling the fact that everything inside of me was about to die, I wasn’t sick, nauseous or hungry or thirsty at all throughout the whole 8 days, I tried to use the toilet and everything gave up because well I tried to use things in a condition where they were dying, I remember before my surgery I started to feel like I was dying, I felt so tired and very rough, like everything had hit me immediately, and when they were putting me under for surgery I remember feeling that whole relief thing that everyone in the video is on about and yes it is the best thing I’ve ever felt in my whole entire life, and the whole time I was under I remember just being in the happiest place I could ever imagine, obviously I wasn’t dead, I was clinically fine apart from what was going on inside of me but I should have been dead. I mean even my surgeons were questioning me in the high dependency unit after my surgery asking every single thing I did with the burst appendix, because I had sat multiple GCSE exams with the initial light stomach ache which was of course acute gangrenous perforated appendicitis and told me it was the worst they’ve ever seen. Honestly the worst but about my month at the hospital was actually the fact I couldn’t drink or eat for 3 weeks, and all the needles. Maybe that’s because of the morphine. Funny I actually remember a conversation I had with a friend before one of my exams and I told them about this stomach ache and how annoying it was and they said be careful it might be appendicitis, by the time I was having this conversation it had been burst for 5 days. Actually by the time I had the surgery I didn’t even have an appendix, it had practically disintegrated and was floating about in my gut with all the pus and fecal matter and blood, they actually had me flushed with 11 litres of water over a 5 hour surgery. But it’s fuckin terrifying to see stuff like this because I’m 15, and I felt completely fine apart from a stomach ache, I even said to the doctor that I felt fine and as if they could get rid of the stomach ache I could start doing press-ups, it’s terrifying to wake up from that surgery and hearing them tell me I should have died AGES ago, craziest bit is I was THAT fine the doctors at the first hospital I went to, (they transferred me) actually thought I just had a twist in my bowel, an ultrasound and CT scan later with a bit of blood work and I was in for emergency surgery in a different hospital getting funny looks from some nurses. Also I went for a checkup like a week ago because of pain and it turns out I had a another collection as a result of everything that happened, and every doctor I saw and I showed them my medical notes they kept looking at the paper then back at me then showing me funny looks and a very odd look of discomfort, which is actually hard to see because I’m still digesting what happened.

[@Thebiggerfish11]

I haven't told anyone this except my sister, and my parents were unfortunately there to witness it. On Christmas eve 2023, I took 3 edibles while partying. What I didn't know was that we later found out these edibles were laced with some form of stimulant drug, likely cocaine or meth. So almost as soon as I entered my house, I felt an intense paranoid feeling before entering full psychosis with extreme auditory hallucinations. I tried to drink water, but I couldn't even feel the liquid, just the minerals in it. I felt my pulse exaggerate to the point it hurt, as if my body was desperately trying to work as fast as possible to flush out the toxins in my body. At this point my reality was completely broken as my only experiences after that were me trying to sit at my desk, before I heard my mom and dad shouting at each other while shoving my head in a garbage can as I wouldn't stop puking. Then I was just laying on the floor sort of on my knees, and I felt my pulse go from painful, to intense, to normal, then to weak, and then I didn't really feel anything other than some slight pain in my neck (from it being driven into the floor) before that disappeared. After that, my mind slowly created some sort of space around me as I saw weird figure and heard it speak utter nonsense, but I was apparently able to interpret it because as it kept talking I felt an overwhelming sense of love, and general euphoria before that faded and reality faded back in. I later learned that I passed out on the floor, and my mom was trying to comfort me by putting her hand on me, then I started convulsing and my mom panicked and rushed to get water and her phone to call 911. When she got back I stopped convulsing and she checked my pulse to find it extremely faint but gradually gaining prominence. She failed to give me water or wake me up, but she and my dad took turns watching me all night until I woke up some time the next morning. I apologized profusely and promised never to take anything that I don't know 100% what's in it, and they just said they're glad I'm fine and to just be cautious so they don't have to go through that fear again. And for those wondering, my mom and dad didn't call 911 because as I was overdosing, I kept repeatedly saying I'm fine I'm fine, so they didn't consider my life was in danger, until I started convulsing, but when my mom got back to me after grabbing her phone, I had stopped convulsing and my heart was beating, so she didn't. I was raised catholic but I'm not trying to push any kind of agenda. I've generally believed in god one way or another even though i'm not fanatically religious. The point is this experience kind of invoked major cognitive dissonance which I'm trying to make peace with through my therapist, since it's hard to live knowing my parents basically watched me die. So kids, today we learned not to blindly trust bootleggers, and if you want to do weed, get it from a reputable source. 🙂

[@cormac-je5oy]

death was my biggest fear, just you dont know that feeling of nothingness, but now that the majority of these story say that they feel at peace with it then it makes it much better. im still gonna be horrified whenever im gonna feel my conciousness slip away and just me be gone but i will fell better about it now, thank you undersparked, this pretty much made me face my biggest fear. so thank you.

[@mase8189]

Honestly I think there’s more to it, and I personally don’t think that all of these people are completely dead per way.

[@spiculicious]

@@mase8189 the "ceasing to exist ones" usually have heavy drugs involved with being revived it seems. introducing drugs so early usually compromises memory and gives people a "fainting" effect. the ones that experience a vivid afterlife (floating, knowing info they shouldnt know, etc.) seem to be the most consistent. data set wise.

[@availanila]

An old schoolmate (uni) of mine died earlier this year. He had a type of cancer that kills less than 1% of people that get it and he was unlucky. He was taken to a hospice in Eldoret his last days and stated a DNR but doctors wouldn't listen... it took him 3 tries to die. The first time the doctors rescucitated him he pointed out the assist and told him not to do it again and his wife he liked it the other side, the second time a while later he sat up pointed at the asshat and snapped at him to stop it and the final time just long enough and fast enough to slap the asshat's hand and machines away. Some doctors need to listen goddammit.

[@catherinegraham5170]

Story of the tilt table test reminded me of my then 15 year old son. Similar symptoms - dizziness and blackouts. When the tilt test was carried out I was told to go get a coffee as it would take about 40 minutes. When I returned it was to discover that my son had blacked out almost as soon as the test started as his heart rate plummeted and the crash cart team had leapt into action. Good news was that the problem was quickly identified (vasovagal-syncope) and taking a travel sickness pill morning and night returned my son's life to normal.

[@blast_processing6577]

I was clinically dead for about a minute-and-a-half and there was nothing, nothing at all. No smell, no touch, no hearing, no taste, and just darkness. It happened too fast for me to really have an emotional reaction though, I was more or less just dumbstruck by the complete lack of sensation or stimulus.

[@niania9522]

My brother died today, and on the way to the hospital to see him I was going to ask this question if he ever got resuscitated. Thank you for this video:’)

[@francinetitherington4060]

Sorry for your loss. Know it's got to be a hard one.

[@TaLisaLovesDaveDay98]

I'm so sorry for your loss. My brothers 4 year death anniversary is in 2 days, and Ive been asking this question the whole time. I needed it too ❤ I'm glad to know my brother is at peace

[@ponymare1]

I’m so sorry for your loss.

[@niania9522]

@@francinetitherington4060Thank you and yeah it will be:)

[@niania9522]

@@TaLisaLovesDaveDay984 Years wow… I know they are at peace and I hope that we will find that peace of mind too❤️ praying for you and your family

[@geometricsphere7105]

I'd just moved back in with my parents after a rough break up. The relationship was tumultuousand i was spending more time at my parents and finally fully moved back home. The family dog already was ill and had been for some time. Meds would stop working and he had a lot of seizures. We kept telling him to hang on another night and that that night wasnt his time. After 3 days of me moving back in, my sister stayed downstairs with him and we morbidly joked that he'd wait until we were all asleep to go. My sister finally fell asleep around 7am, and by 8am when my dad went downstairs, our dog had died. It's as if he waited for me to come home for good before dying. Dogs are more intelligent than we give them credit for.

[@Guidingsonar]

A lot of these storys reminds me what my mom told me about my littlist sister- how she knew all about our great grandpa- who was long dead even before I was born... I didn't even know anything about him nor did really any of my siblings. I've realized something... Most of these storys aren't truly of death- as I have experienced it yet i never died- an out of body experience as a simple observer with lack of feelings and just peace- i miss those days where i didn't have to be present in school to get good grades- in fact be able to even be distant like that... I would watch a kid that was dragged into the "calm down" room punch the walls, sit on the chair, jump on the mini tramp, or do what i did and hide under the bean bags. All while answering math problems in the main room... Though i never could stay watching for long time as i would keep getting bothered by things beinging me back to reality like realizing i was doodling instead of putting numbers

[@killerklown21]

My Ex-Gf told me her experience when she...tried her own life. She said she was in a very off-yellow hospital, and slowly made her way from the lobby into the hall. She eventually reached two doors, and was subsequently sucked into one and dropped into a void. Then she woke up after being revived. Makes me wonder at times. What was on the other side of the opposite door?

[@jfields3036]

She was in the backrooms?

[@mandarinorangepeel]

@@jfields3036💀

[@GrimTheSlim]

@@jfields3036you being ironic...... right?

[@cleverman383]

Fullmetal Alchemist

[@adelerodriguez2432]

I am so sorry your mother kicked you out bc her bf couldn't take it. Did she stay with him?

[@Astrolionking]

I’m horrified of death. I’m so scared of after a life of experiences and love and suffering and following my interests and passion for art… it’s be all for nothing. I don’t believe it’s all for nothing. But I’m scared of the HUGE possibility that it will be for nothing. But these stories are so… comforting. And this video popped up after I had a panic attack about death.

[@heyhioriginalandinvisible8584]

So on the religious aspect. I believe it can affect what happens, but at the same time, I've experienced something while dreaming I can't explain and I'm non-religious. I had a "dream" where I was in an alternate reality. I remember *feeling touch!* It doesn't end there. I talked to that reality's sister, my sister. She figured out that I was not like *her* sister. We compared realities, where the only thing that stayed the same was that she was with her fiance. In that reality, my mom was still alive but was a druggie who abandoned us and didn't care for us. In that universe, both parents had abandoned us to my grandfather and my grandpa was a lot nicer in that one. I told her that in my universe our mom had died, but that she loved us very much, that our grandfather isn't a very nice man, and that she was with her fiance even in my universe. I felt so excited to compare what was different and similar and I felt... Happy. Because in her universe,other than our parents, we had lived good lives.

[@LegallyinsaneLoL]

This is a concept of the afterlife I have always imagined, either pure nothingness, or something created at your brain right before death, that is changed based on what your beliefs were, such as believing in a heaven making your brain create a heaven for you to enjoy in your last moments

[@LegallyinsaneLoL]

This is a concept of the afterlife I have always imagined, either pure nothingness, or something created at your brain right before death, that is changed based on what your beliefs were, such as believing in a heaven making your brain create a heaven for you to enjoy in your last moments

[@BrianWanke]

@@LegallyinsaneLoL not religious, but your brain creating your own little heaven seems really sweet to me. Like, it might not be real, but here you go. This was all worth it, you’ve loved and that’s a good life to live. Here’s a slimmer of hope in your last moments.

[@Blomsom]

my best friend passed away 2 years ago. i could only get halfway through this video. thank you for making it, it made me cry very hard but in a weird way it gives me some peace to know that they may be at peace and it wasn't just...pain. idk how to express this in words. thank you

[@suwenbrunot610]

I am so sorry for your loss. I send you my condolences and may your friend rest in the afterlife.

[@Infindox]

Convinced from being near people in nursing homes (not a nurse but i worked with food) at one point that people who say they see nothing when they have NDEs are just being told by their body it's not actually time to go. Personally witnessed too many elderly being in pretty good shape for their age, them saying that someone was picking them up, and then they passed shortly after.

[@YaLocalGhost]

This brings so much comfort and closure. Its quite beautiful. If this is what death is like, than I will embrace death when my time comes.

[@darkstarr984]

I almost drowned when I was 7. It was genuinely painless and peaceful. I saw a light I went towards and couldn’t reach, as I kicked harshly but wasn’t moving anywhere, and I could breathe fine despite being underwater. My cousin saved me and I coughed up water painfully. He was sure I would make it because I had sunk straight to the bottom of the pool when I lost hold of the floats I had, but I was kicking.

[@lindseyscott7133]

I had a near death experience. I was 9 years old. I left my body & saw it from above. God appeared, telling me I could stay or return to life. He then showed me how my death would impact each of my family members. My beloved brother wasn’t going to make it without me. I said yes & woke up back in my body. I woke up in ICU, I’d been in a coma for three days. Severe internal bleeding & injuries. But I got up & walked to the bathroom a minute later. The nurses were stunned to see me walking. I healed incredibly fast. I don’t believe in God, I know God. I have no fear of death now.

[@kerwinramage4162]

Was you able to see what God looked like, I know God too, but I've never met him, I know him because he does things to help me out a lot.

[@lindseyscott7133]

@@kerwinramage4162 Yes, in his soul form. For me it fit with him being the Holy Spirit. I didn’t see him in a human like form.

[@TowerArcanaCrow]

@lindseyscott7133 hello! I'm... It's difficult to explain but I'm a sort of researcher into the religious and paranormal. I'm a believer myself but it's always been my intention to find *tangible undeniable proof* of the other side and what it truly consists of. Do you mind if I ask some questions? 1. Before this experience, were you raised in a religious home? 2. What was the scenery like? Of course looking at what was in all likelihood the Holy Spirit you have your attention and priorities lol but I'm curious 3. What did his voice sound like to you?

[@lindseyscott7133]

@@TowerArcanaCrow I’m researching NDEs in grad school. Is that just for your insight or for academic purposes? 1. Yes, some aspects mirrored my religion, others contradicted it. I believed what I saw in the experience more than my religion than & now. 2. I did not leave my living room. My case is rare, he came to me. I didn’t go through the tunnel either. 3. I recognized his voice & appearance, somehow. He spoke in a calm, older male voice.

[@TowerArcanaCrow]

@@lindseyscott7133 ty, that was very helpful and informative. And it's personal for me. I'm in a religious sect that tends to look into the nature of God and the afterlife through a scientific lens. That's why I like looking into things like this, because it's one of our best methods of seeing what a possible general consensus on the afterlife could be.

[@graced5056]

My heart was forcibly stopped during an operation by surgeons when I was a baby so they could support it with a machine before restarting my heart, for reasons of I had wrongly connected arteries/veins meaning no oxygenated blood was reaching my body. I was clinically dead for under a minute, and of course I can't remember the experience I was only a couple months old when the surgery happened. I owe my entire life to these doctors.

[@sondragramse1770]

We're you born with Transposition of the Great Vessels/Arteries?

[@graced5056]

@@sondragramse1770 it’s called TAPVD, or total anomalous pulmonary venous drainage. I had to check with my parents but basically only deoxygenated blood was being circulated around my body instead of going through normal gas exchange, so I was suffocating to death as soon as I was delivered

[@katsu7892]

I've had a near death experience and I can definitely say at some point I felt nothing but peace. It was when EMS finally got to me and started taking me away. I could still comprehend everything but it became harder and harder to pay attention to what they were saying. I had been in agonizing pain for almost two hours beforehand and it all stopped abruptly and was finally replaced with nothing but peace

[@YTCat123]

My grandma died a year ago, in her sleep, because her heart stopped. And knowing that she must’ve felt at peace makes me not just happy for her, but also less scared of death. I will embrace it once it’s my turn. These stories also reminds me of the “loving reaper” comics because there the Reaper/Death is portrayed as a calm, peaceful fella whose job is to take in souls and guide them when they die. Edit: My grandma used to work at a hospice and she has seen people dying a lot. And when those people were still conscious enough to communicate, they would say things like “look that’s my (dead person they know)”.

[@flowerpower8722]

To those who are sceptical about post death experiences, that's fine, as nobody can know for certain. However, the energy of our life, the part that animates meat and bone, must go somewhere. Some call it the soul, and view it as a separate entity to the slab of meat of our physical being. I like to think that, as what would be the purpose of the trials and tribulations of having to live in our bodies?

[@suewiggers7762]

Our consciousness is energy, and “Energy Never Disappears, Just Spreads Out Until it is Unusable”

[@mark-elliothallmann7371]

I call it DMT

[@Darknyth]

Thank you for this video. It really eases the fear of death knowing that most people experienced peace and no fears and no worries

[@ramenboy9199]

Being dead isn’t the scary. What everyone doesn’t think about is dying. Dying is what scares us all.

[@lachousalle31]

Exactly. This is what I tell people.

[@SewardWriter]

Oh, yeah. I'm not scared of death any more than I am of falling asleep (and, boy, do I love sleep). Dying scares me. It seems like an awful lot of unnecessary pain and upset.

[@leonardoanacadios995]

That's just not true at all, people fear a lot what comes after death, just see how popular believes in a type of heaven or hell are, people fear that they go to a bad place and hope they go to a good place. Also, most people just don't like the idea of it just being nothing.

[@LegallyinsaneLoL]

⁠@@leonardoanacadios995I’ve never really understood why people dislike the concept of nothing, no sadness, no happiness, just eternal sleep

[@fabricreative1930]

​@@LegallyinsaneLoL I dislike it because of the "no happiness" part.

[@marymcfarlane5108]

This is a somewhat related story: my brother, a physician, had a patient who was terminally ill and seemed accepting of her immimnent death. Inexplicably, she began to seem agitated, but wouldn’t tell my brother what had changed. He asked this woman’s daughter if she could talk to her mom and try to figure out what was wrong. What was wrong, was that she feared that she would have to rejoin her extremely abusive husband, who had pre-deceased her, in the afterlife. (She had those sorts of beliefs.) Her daughter told her “ Ma, where he’s going he’ll have a pitchfork so far up his ass he won’t be thinking about anything else”. My brother said this comforted the woman and she died peacefully. He was pleased that his patient was calmed, but also thought it was hilarious. BTW this happened so many years ago there’s not a patient confidentiality concern.

[@Paw_thewolf]

Story: My grandma had nearly died when she was young, probably around 11 or 12, all she could remember from when she was clinically dead was her “spirit” or smt being near like the ceiling of the hospital room, she watched her parents and the doctor, though she couldn’t see the doctor’s face from so high up, she then remembers blacking out and waking up in her own body

[@cletuswyns]

This is probably the best channel in this genre I’ve seen

[@tomodomo7675]

Yeah, he actually puts effort into reading + digesting the stories and doesn't use an annoying monotone robot voice

[@Wolffox4495]

I have had a couple NDE medically growing up. The one I remember the most was when I was T-boned while attempting to make a left turn across a highway (speed limit 75mph). I should have died. I was in a 98 honda civic and was hit by a 2010s SUV and was 5'3" and 110lb soaking wet. I was nervous and prayed for safety right before the turn. In my head, I made ithe turn and kept driving like normal, but everything felt weird. The radio stopped at one point I wasn't sure when, and the longer I kept going straight on that road, the blurrier everything around me felt.I felt like something was off but I wasn't fully aware of what and the more I tried to find what it was the worse the blurriness became. It blurred until everything seemed to become a uniform off-white/pale yellow color until I felt my consciousness "pop" suddenly as if I was teleported to an unfamiliar place laying down surrounded by 4-5 people. The only thing I could think to do was yelling "Where the hell am I?! WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU PEOPLE?!” before I suddenly blacked out again. I know now that I in fact, did not make that turn and that blip after was me in the hospital surrounded by nurses and or doctors. The next thing I was consciously aware of was waking up in a hospital room with my dad sitting across from me. I calmly asked what happened. He calmly replied that I was in the hospital after I had a car accident. "Oh... Where are mom and my younger brother?" He replied, "They went downstairs to get food and will be back soon." I replied then to please tell them hi for me but I was really tired now so I was going to go back to sleep. All he did was say that was probably a good idea. To this day, the doctors can't understand why my injuries weren't much, MUCH worse than they were. I like to think it was God or my guardian angel hearing my prayer for protection right before that turn...

[@adelerodriguez2432]

One or both were probably with you.

[@ModestFrog]

The character voices you talk about at 22:42 were good in my opinion, they didn't take away from the seriousness and it was easy to know who said what. I love how clear your voice is in your videos, it really helps me that there's text for your comments as well since I'm hoh. I do notice the text having minor hiccups sometimes but they're few, far between and easy to ignore. Your comments on stories is why I like listening to these videos instead of just going and reading it all on reddit by myself, they add a lot!

[@mistahmatrix]

One question I have about these is how some people were able to remember the total darkness, thoughtless, times, since some said they never thought any thoughts during them, but they can remember it. I wonder if it was similar to how you can remember that you've slept recently or something. These all seem like very interesting experiences and I'm glad they tended to be "peaceful" rather than painful and fearful.

[@ShadowIscat]

Unfortunately I haven’t got any stories for myself since I haven’t passed away yet

[@rwbyab7423]

I'm so sorry to hear, it's quite the rare experience. Most folks only sonit once in your life and Ive never heard any complaints about it!

[@Riverhh]

I’d personally be most chill if I could float around and be a ghost

[@thecapitalg]

And talk to other ghosts that died too

[@Soulpanda98]

I have almost drowned by my now ex friend trying to krill me it is very peaceful there isn’t really any memories it was peaceful. I don’t know why but in an instant I sprang back and was furious, the angriest I have ever been. But it’s very peaceful. I don’t know why I came back but I think it was an abundance of adrenaline explaining why I got stupid strong suddenly

[@SewardWriter]

Please tell me that ex-friend faced consequences.

[@Soulpanda98]

@@SewardWriternot really but all their friends left them so

[@thedarkstar7045]

You were likely gifted power through your protectors. The mind and body are heavily underestimated.

[@slamuri2801]

Went into anaphylactic shock when I was about 14. Passed away briefly in the hospital for about 30 seconds. Cold. Black. Dark. The only way I can describe it is like being on the top of a mountain at night and feeling shards of ice graze your skin. Not painful. Relaxing. When I came too my mom was crying in the room. They never made her leave. They let me stay home from school the rest of the week. It was Tuesday. When the school called and started ringing my mother out and she told them what had happened they didn’t say another word about it to her. Edit: it wasn’t scary. It was peace. A peaceful tranquility i haven’t felt since. Imagine being in a sensory deprivation chamber except the water it ice cold and swirling.

[@davisatdavis1]

The epipen one absolutely fucks with my head. I own an epipen. It's NOT to be debated when there comes a time to use it. Use it BEFORE you call EMS. Not after.

[@Tsuki_Itsubi]

Honestly i think this video helped me be a bit less afraid of dying. Though im still afraid of the death of others and the void that will leave behind.

[@damprye]

I've had a few of my own NDE's, and I can say that I was sceptical for a long time, but the more NDE's I have experienced, the more I know it to be true, what comes ater, and there are reasons for each of the types of NDEs. They are to help prepare us,/help us find our path. The last type, where you learn so much, and retain some of the information, it is because we have been "uploaded to the collective" and by coming back, we can take what we learn and lead a better, life. Part of me is afraid that I won't have that much longer left, but I'm continuing my path until it is my time. There is some choice in the matter, but what will be, will be. It feels like there is only so much I'm allowed to say, and I have to respect that. Humanity isn't doomed so much as needing to continue to evolve and make the best choices we can with the information and capacity we have at the time. I'm not so much scared of death, as much as leaving those I love and feeling like I may not not get to finish all the things I get started, but I know that when I die, I'll be able to see my loved ones and watch over them, and that my work will be continued, as it is not just my work, it's a collaborative effort, it's all our work. This includes revitalising the earth, possibly terraforming new places, and continuing the work of the entire universe and beyond. If you have reached that type of NDE, you'll know all I have said to be true.

[@damprye]

It really puts everything into perspective.

[@JosiahTheRoach]

I have fainting spells. The first time it happened it was Christmas morning and I was hugging my dad. All I remember thinking as he was panicking and carefully placing me down on the floor was "Damn.. this is very cringe. How will I explain this?". Tbh kinda funny how fainting being cringe was my only thought

[@musafera]

This video is making me much less scared of death, honestly, thanks for this video.

[@LycaFurs]

I really like this one. A lot. I have had a recent death of a pet i loved so dearly, who died due to a blockage in his urinal track so he was medically euthanized while he was already dying. I like to believe that even animals get that peaceful and happy feeling that so many people described here, and I hope he was happy and felt only peace. I miss him greatly XD I actually picked this video to take my mind off of other troubles, but it really just made me sob thinking about him 💀

[@SewardWriter]

(HUG) May his memory be a blessing. 💖

[@LycaFurs]

@@SewardWriter aw thank you

[@LykouDan]

I'm so sorry for your loss. I definitely believe there's something beyond, and I definitely believe pets go there, too. I have my own story that I hope can bring you a bit of comfort. I got my first dog at the end of 4th grade, and she was with me all the way until I finished graduate school and entered the workforce. At the end of her life, she was in a lot of pain. My dad wouldn't even hear about putting her down, so I made it my goal to convince him it was the right thing to do, and succeeded. I couldn't be there for it, because my parents live near Chicago and I live smack dab in the middle of Iowa. My mom texted me at some point during the day that they were taking her in, so I lit a candle and started sobbing hysterically. I tried to calm myself down a bit since I was crying so hard that it actually hurt, but I couldn't even slow it down. In the midst of my sobbing, I suddenly felt this profound sense of peace, like everything was okay and that I didn't need to cry anymore. I practically stopped mid-sob. It's hard to describe the sort of peace I felt. At that moment, I remembered that my mom had mentioned a feeling of peace right before she'd picked up the phone to the news that her brother had passed, so I checked my cell phone clock, which read 2:01. About an hour later, my mom called me to talk to me, which was the first communication I'd gotten regarding my dog since the text that they were taking her to the vet. I asked what time she'd passed, making sure to avoid a question that hinted at the time I'd felt the sudden peace. My mom said that my dad had been looking at his watch (analog), and that she'd passed at 2:00 or 2:01. I really, truly believe that my dog saw that I was in a lot of pain, and came to comfort me. I've lost many pets, but I've never had one as long as I'd had her, and I've never felt that feeling before, nor since (especially not with that timing). Because of this experience, I truly think, whether they come to see you afterwards or choose to go on their next journey right away, there is a "next place", it is peaceful there, and that we will see them again after we've lived our own lives to their fullest. I'm sure your pet has followed the same path.

[@LycaFurs]

@@LykouDan That is so sweet, and I am also sorry for the loss of your dog! I really do hope that is true, and that whatever happens, I just hope he was happy at the end or is in some form of the awesome afterlife he deserved :) I hope you are doing well, and that we really will get to see our loved ones again

[@LykouDan]

@@LycaFurs Thanks, it happened almost.. 7 or 8 years ago now, so I'm fine at this point. Time combined with that deep sense of peace gave me what I needed. Your loss is still fresh, and I hope you can find comfort and peace going forward, and that you two can meet again someday. Loss like that is very hard; I hope you take good care of yourself, and can take comfort in the possibility that it was just a temporary good-bye.

[@user-bj3xi6sk1f]

My dad claims that he died, I'm not sure if he was clinically dead but this is what he saw (ps there is probably some details that I am leaving out, and this is from my understanding of what he told me) so first with some backstory, he was drinking a large bottle of whiskey and in his drunken stupor he stumbled backwards and hit his head (on the ground or a rock) and he was semi- religious he was like one of those guys raised to believe in God but science just kinda disproved it. So anyway this is what he saw when he claims to have been dead: gods Disciples (I think he said there was 4 of them) and they were communicating but it wasn't with words or in any language, they just understood each other and they were essentially saying "it's not your time yet" and I'm pretty sure my dad was trying to argue that he was ready to die and to let him in to the gates of heaven (I think) anyway they refused and my dad described these Disciples and God himself as these glowing orbs of pure white light and they didn't communicate through any language they just understood each other. And like in this thread my dad felt pure bliss, he was ready to leave me, my sister, and our family behind because he felt pure bliss (my dad is severely depressed and is a functioning alcoholic and he refuses to acknowledge either) so I think all of the pain he was feeling both mentally and physically just went away and he was ready to die. So when he came out of his coma (I think it was medically induced) he was raging, fighting everyone in sight, and with his traumatic brain injury, he was winning and the doctors and nurses had to strap him down, and his visions could have just been a drug trip from the coma! So yeah that is my dad's story (I probably did leave some things out) but thanks for reading!

[@LegallyinsaneLoL]

My theory on why the story’s people share are so different is what you mentioned, hallucinations, my theory is that your brain before shutting down or when it’s dying creates something for you to enjoy and live in

[@ಠಎಠ]

Total darkness, warm, especially the lower half of my body. Like walking in a waist-high, warm pool of thin splashless liquid. I'm just walking aimlessly in the darkness for several minutes, I'm at peace and there's an overbearing sense that everything is going to be okay. Then a voice without sound says to me "wait here for awhile", felt like 30-40 minutes in total. Then I came to, after a 40 hour coma. It was an intentional overdose on opiates, benzos, barbs & alcohol. First and last attempt I ever made. I got clean after that and my life quickly became much better.

[@otterotterton]

i find it cool that some of these are the same (the calm sleep thing) and others of seeing dead ppl

[@FurasCebulowy]

"Trust me cow, it's just like sleeping." -Postal Dude

[@traumatizedchaoschronicles]

I don't think I was actually dead, but definitely on my way to dead, enough to have an out of body experience. 4 years ago during one of my attempts to end my life, The last thing I remember is being picked up by medics and police and placed on the stretcher and putting me in the ambulance, they started on IV on me, we talked for a minute or two, and then I guess I closed my eyes and the last thing I heard was someone yell my name and yell "sh!t!!!!" I will assume that's when I lost consciousness and they couldn't wake me up. The next thing I remember is seeing myself in the trauma resuscitation room at the hospital in the ER being worked on by several nurses and doctors. I was looking down from like the top corner of the room. It looked kind of dark like the lights were off but I assume the lights were all on so all of them could see. I even heard one of the nurses say to the other nurse, "wow She's really out man..." Next thing I knew it was hours later I woke up in a different room in the ER and a bunch of nurses and doctors were running in all Excited to see me and told me how close I came to death and how they hadn't been sure for a little bit if I was going to make it. At the time I'd had a very struggling relationship with this hospital and this kind of mended things because I think they realized I was a human with feelings and I realized that they would ultimately do the right thing. I don't know really. Now to this day when I go there several nurses and doctors will still come in to say hi to me just because ever since that day. It's not like I'm glad that that happened but it did and there was positive effects from it And that's just the way it is I guess. Things got a lot better after that. I still struggle a lot. But I realized that night in that bed that I was just so grateful to be alive. Even though I had a lot ahead of me and had been through some really horrible shit. I wanted to live. I'll never forget that feeling.

[@BarbaraD-ib2od]

To the person who got electrocuted, I went through similar. But not to that extreme. I understand the trauma and I’m glad you had a good outcome.

[@Astrolionking]

I believe there’s something after death and the blackness we see during a NDE is our souls in a dark limbo fighting to either stay alive or move on to the other side. I also believe that depending on what you believe and/or where you’d like to be (nothingness or something-ness), you either stay in that emptiness or somewhere you can be with your family in

[@apenasosky2521]

I dont remember if i was clinically dead,but im sure i was really close at least,when i was younger,anything between 6 and 9,i was in a beach,my uncle used to rent a bus and take people who paid a certain amount to some beach,almost never the same one tho,he liked variety or anything,anyone could go really as long as they paid or,in a kid's case,went in the lap of someone who paid,we used to have barbecues in the beach,the adults got drunk,just the usual fun,i really loved those by the way,good times,whatev,in one of those trips one of my older cousins and her friends went to a deeper part of the sea,i wanted to go too,but i was neither tall enough to just stand on the dark nor good at swimming,i went in anyway,i was getting close when the water got too deep to me and i sank,i flailed outside a little and fell deep,i saw my vision get blurry,i saw my arms flailing even tho i did no effort to move them(Unrelated but this reminds me of my only memory i had of when i was a baby,my arms flailing,my vision blurry,me crying in the bed and my mother holding me up to her lap and soothing me),i can only think that my lungs filled with water because it all went peaceful,i could hear myself screaming and my arms still flailing,but out of instinct if anything,because i felt peaceful and calm as i drowned,but,luckily,my cousing saw my arms flailing,i was able to hear her screaming my name just as my eyes were closing and the last i remember was she pulling me out of the water,i think i either just dont remember or passed out at this moment,next thing i remember i was already out of the water and safe,drying my self off,i was told that i should stay out of the water and that'd be best,but i ate lunch and went it again because i loved the sea(still do,never had any trauma because of it),but this time i wasnt dumb enough to enter the deep parts of it,overall i think i dont thank my cousin enough for saving me that day,i really think I was a few seconds away from dying

[@NoStoryNoWorry]

Story 2 and 3 quickly summed up my experience to the other side….so peaceful, so difficult to wait until I can go back and stay - this time.

[@WitherslayR]

A few years ago, my great grandfather died. He was 93, and he was actually in decent health, though I don't think he walked for a couple years before his death. He had always been very religious, and for a few years before he passed he would tell my grandmother - he lived with my grandparents - about conversations he would have with angels that visited him. He would say that angels visited him in his room and would ask him if he was ready to go. Finally, one day he told my grandmother that he was going to die. My grandmother assured him that he was perfectly fine, but just in case she had a doctor check in on him to make sure everything was good. Basically, he was in perfect physical and mental health. However, the next morning, he died in his sleep. The interesting thing is that he knew he was going to die, even though no signs pointed to it. I think he finally made an arrangement with his angels.

[@gabrielle7540]

NEXT UP: “Redditors, Darkest Family Secrets!” LETS GOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

[@annewelch-uk1of]

My aunt Edith was married to her uncle. They had two children Edith and the other I am not able to remember her name. I haven't seen them for many years.

[@archangelspythons]

I died during a surgery. I can't say I remember it but the peace people are mentioning makes sense for why I just wanted to stay asleep after I woke up

[@Marynicole830]

I got really close via a close accidental drug overdose. I saw black, nothing. But it was the most comfort I’ve ever felt. I wasn’t alone. Idk how I knew but I felt totally connect and loved and my husband who was experiencing this with me, felt the same. I felt him there and there was no speech, but we knew what each other was feeling and kind of what they were thinking. We were connected to each other and something else. I couldn’t see or hear anything. I can’t explain it with words. I’m agnostic. I don’t even pretend to know what or if anything happens when we die. But I hope it’s like that. I also get scared when falling into a deep sleep when I’m super tired. I can’t tell the difference and it’s terrifying just because I have people that absolutely count on me. It’s not scary to experience, just scary to leave people that need you behind. Another thing to remember is when your heart stops just cause we consider that clinically dead you’re not really dead. Your brain survives for a while with the oxygen still stored in the blood so these near death experiences might honestly just be the same as losing consciousness when you get choked out. If there is anything else out there, that could be why nobody sees it or people see it when they go in cardiac arrest. I’m not saying this is what’s happening. I’m just saying something to keep in Mind.

[@leileyaravencroft]

Hearing all of these stories reminds me of the time I had a series of strange dreams. Yes, they were dreams and I hadn’t actually passed away. The most common version was I was in a white robe standing just above what I can only describe as a well with drawers along its walls. I was looking down it at the earth and listening to a man talking to me, he was asking me if I was ready to return and I told him with venom, “what!? No! I am not going back down to that hell! They burned me at the stake as a witch the last time! I want to stay here!” He said something about a message that I had agreed to deliver to mankind and I told him: “to hell with those evil things. They don’t deserve the message. I am not going and you can’t make me..” I remember feeling his hand on me and he shoved me into the well. I was falling for what seemed like forever before I grabbed onto two of the drawers that opened due to my weight. I remember seeing some papers fly from them and flutter down and I shouted: “I SAID I WASN’T GOING BACK AND YOU CAN’T MAKE ME!” I lost my grip and fell the rest of the way. I remember landing in a body and waking up to not recognizing me surroundings. The first words out of my mouth upon waking up was: “You evil bastard. I’m still not giving them the message!” rolled over and went back to sleep. Yes. I said this was a series of dreams that I remember from the time I was 14-17. I would repeat the one I described once in a while and the others were variations of that. I once said I died during a war, another I had drowned, and each and every time I was made to come back despite absolutely hating the idea. I always said that humans were evil b*stards that didn’t deserve the message. What message that was, I never had a dream even remotely describing what it could be but it was something I knew even without saying. I hadn’t had those dreams in a long time. Whenever I did tell someone about them, they were always surprised by what I described like the well with the drawers, the papers that flew out when I opened them to keep from falling, and my insistence of not returning to Earth.

[@SlayerASH3]

Never clinically dead, but was near passing (OD’d) but I can relate to some of these stories, it was an absolute calmness and lots of colors and then near darkness. A perfect nothing, I couldn’t hear anything or speak and I was losing my sense of thought, but I willed myself back

[@Melafefoni2112]

At 14:10, they said they saw the doctors use a defibrillator. The thing is, a defib should never be used in a flatline. A defib stops the heart to let it start on its own, which means it solves an irregular pulse. Shutting down a non-working heart doesn't do anything, so that's another reason that I believe the people who "spectated" the scenario might have been imagining stuff. Unless the shocked the heart AFTER CPR and when the heart had a shockable rhythm, using a defib would not do any helps.

[@brandonward8039]

got a story of my own for this. about a year ago, i woke up one morning and literally couldnt stand up. my legs would buckle out from under me within 2 seconds of trying to stand up. obviously something was wrong and i was taken to the ER, where we discovered that my heart was beating irregularly. their solution was to put the shock pads on me to tryi and give my heart the jolt it needed to fix it, instead, they lost me for about 5 -10 minutes, forcing them to do cpr. i dont remember a thing after they had told me what they were going to do, and woke up 5 days later in the ICU with a breathing tube down my throat. when i was told what happend to me that was one of the scariest experiences of my life

[@risingwind8943]

That epipen one sounds like a spicy lawsuit.

[@SauliusGamerPro]

After hearing most of the ppl saying: “it was comforting and very calm” or “there are no words to describe how good i felt” that made me think, what if doctors invented a machine that technically makes you “dead” but you are actually still alive

[@confusingTM]

Oh man, I think I had 2 NDEs within a few seconds of each other near the beginning of the month. I had been sent from my GP to the hospital on suspected appendicitis. I spent about 5 hours in A&E that evening before being admitted for 2 days. While I was in A&E, I felt a sharp pain in my side and couldn't walk, so I ended up waiting in a wheelchair for a bit. The pain ended up being so bad they gave me morphine, but I could still feel it. The pain got so bad I blacked out and saw this blue-white light with a grate on it (similar to an old car's headlights) rushing towards me at high speeds. However, right before it would collide with me, I'd jerk awake in my chair. The black void was like experiencing nothing. Nothing but that light. This happened I think once or twice more, I'm not sure I was very delirious during it all, but each time, right before the light would make contact, I would jerk awake again. Never thought it might've been an NDE until I watched this and heard some stories reminiscent of my experience.

[@bruhistantv9806]

My mom told me how her grandmother, who had a bad heart and wasn't really predicted to live as long as she did just looked out of the window one day and said "Huh, pretty nice, neat colors, very pretty. Vision getting going dark though, so this is it probably." They rushed her to the hospital and she just died sitting in the waiting room chair. Pretty surreal experience. She acted like it was nothing, perhaps a minor inconvenience

[@bruhistantv9806]

There was another story I've read about a death experience - what the person encountered wasn't as much of an afterlife as much as it's some sort of... unfathomably distant future? Humanity is godlike, and life is some sort of simulation where they insert themselves into mortal bodies for, basically, amusement. They're so powerful that they live "limited" lives just to see what having limits is like. It's hard to describe - it's a white void with nothing in it, but at the same time full of things and people, or, more accurately, the concepts of those things.

[@ukulelebottom]

my dad got a heart attack near 2 a.m., and we rushed to the hospital and they were doing like those electric stuff thingies on him to wake him up idk what its called but he said it felt like a good afternoon dream and he was kinda like asking himself why are they trying to wake me up

[@felicitybywater8012]

When I go, I'm confident my grandfathers, my uncles, my great-aunt and my dogs will come for me. On the question about atheism and religion colouring near-death experiences, I grew up atheist, was a happy atheist until my forties then became somewhat religious. As an atheist who had gone through child abuse, I was afraid of death. Now the only thing that scares me about death is the thought of leaving my dog behind.

[@shanesmith734]

You feel absolutely nothing. Like, the most absolute nothing possible. It is peaceful, in a way. But imagine if peaceful wasn't even a thing. And also "nothing" wasn't a thing, either. Its like trying to see the back of your head. That's what being dead is like.

[@shanesmith734]

I commented this on a COMPLETELY different video, and it showed up on HERE somehow. Oh fucking kay?...

[@myyoutubeaccount4167]

​@@shanesmith734 Yep that happened to me a few times as well.

[@MLG_Kitten]

My stepdad OD'd when he was around my age (25) he said it was Peaceful and wasn't afraid of dying. He was clinically dead, heart wasn't beating, nothing. He's now 56 I think, he has cancer, but he's fighting it with all he has. Still goes on little family trips with my mom and my niece every week or so since he's out of work due to his medical issue, that and northern Ontario doesn't have many job opportunities in his class..but hopefully the payout my mom and I are getting this year (hopefully) from treaty, should help them get along. But I plan on getting a job as soon as I land there if my city in the north gets evacuated again due to wildfires.

[@MLG_Kitten]

As for the little girl and her grandma, I remember I had a dream that I was a little girl and I was on a walk with both my grandparents. I'm glad I got to say goodbye to my grandma the night she passed away. She passed in her sleep. Unfortunately my dreadful family decided to just post about it instead of telling us because we moved across the country for work. They didn't like us much because my grandparents favored me the most, because I was a happy, well-behaved smart and creative child. I had no issues with my cousins and sister playing with my toys, but they broke them out of jealousy because they were bought for me, but were for everyone. Honestly, the amount of stuff my sister stole and destroyed is ridiculous. She destroyed my life, but is mad that I'm a mostly independent 25 yearold, happy and in a healthy relationship. I think she's also mad that I get to go to NYC and other parts of the states regularly to visit my bf. I cut her off last year when I started to realize the crap she put me through. She ended up having a baby to try and get me back, but I told her I wanted nothing to do with her and she should have focused on raising her first born, but I think she would have destroyed her too because she's a lower functioning autistic than I am. A smart and outgoing child that one. She helped me recover from post partum depression after losing my son to defects at 27 weeks gest. But all that's besides the point. I'm very grateful for my Grandparents. My grandpa passed away on my due date in 2020. My grandma passed in 2012. They loved me truely, and my bf and his friends are showing me that kind of love too. I never had this many friends in my life because of my sister, especially because I've always been socially awkward, and I'm extremely grateful for every chance I got in life to move forward, and every failure I had at trying to take it. I wouldn't have a place to live on my own, or the cat that's there to give me love and laughs. I wouldnt have my boyfriend, or the adventures we go on. And I wouldn't have the opportunity to rediscover the things I loved in life. I used to be psychotic because of my sister, but now that I'm processing it, I'm not as psychotic as I used to be, and I'm just generally happier in life.

[@ItsMisfit]

Dying was one of the (at first) scariest experiences ever but then it was one of the most amazing. Once you accept it you feel like pure nirvana, is the best way I can describe it. I was so calm, so happy, so at peace. There was nothing, blackness, but it wasn't scary-it was.. almost amazing. I was so happy to be there, it was like death giving me a hug. I was so mad when I was brought back and my life has just been a shit hole since then.. I will bring that feeling of peace back, even if I have to do it myself. Nothing in life beats how amazing that felt, how amazing it will feel again.

[@bluespacecadet]

You guys should look into what happens in our brains when we die. It's incredibly fascinating. So many chemical reactions. I would liken the peaceful feeling to the feeling of adrenaline that people get when they experience a chatastrophic event. Many people say a sense of calm comes over them due to that rush of adrenaline in that moment. Just thinking about how everything we experience is a chemical reaction inside of ourselves is amazing. Idk it's a niche interest of mine lol

[@branchen6299]

There's a professor from Texas who spent 30 years studying NDE's. Her studies show that 90% of people who have an NDE remember very little or nothing at all. She couldn't answer why that was. About 10 months ago, I was extremely ill, and according to some of her other statistics, may point to the fact that I had an NDE that I don't remember, which may explain why I've had 2 major changes in my life that came out of the blue.

[@Theatricsanddramatics]

During this video, I started crying. Out of fear, and out of realization. I want to die. I've tried to many times. But at the same time, I'm so scared. My entire life has been ruined by things out of my control, it is day after day of pain, and as many times as I've wished to stop existing... I also don't want that. I started crying because of how unfair it is, about how unfair it is I'll probably go to nothing. I won't get my second chance, all this suffering out of my control, permanently ruining my life. This is it. This is what I get. I don't get my second chance when I die, I don't get the opportunity to live better, or happier. This is just it. My body is almost always in pain, doctors can't help. Every person I've given my trust to just leaving me with more trauma than before. My own parents making my life a nightmare. Even if it all stopped, right now, right this minute, so much of my life is already ruined. And I'm being forced to accept that. That I'm just going to be nothing, I'm going to die unfulfilled and in pain. I have never been given the opportunity to exist or live. I feel like if I had, I wouldn't be so afraid right now.

[@ianschwartz08]

I hope youre doing ok now man

[@catsmom129]

😔🥰😱🤗

[@mikeyunovapix7181]

The idea that having either an afterlife with bliss or just peaceful oblivion without any suffering eases my worries.

[@jamieepic666]

2:22 I had the almost same experience, I felt total bliss, No pain, no depression, No CPTSD no anxiety ,just total happiness and joy which I had never felt before. I swam through the stars . And I was absolutely furious when I was brought back, every time I've " died" . So I don't fear death at all. If anything I look forward to it. I have chronic pain and degenerative diseases. So no pain is very appealing to me.

[@SaintIntangible]

12:42 ive had sorta the same thought on death as well; its just purely on what you believe. For example, say there are three people about to die, one Christian, one Buddhist, and an atheist, right, and whenever they die, they go into the afterlife that they truly believed in. So the christian goes to heaven or hell and jesus n all that, the buddhist goes into nirvana or reincarnates n all that, and the atheist fades into blackness or turns into a ghost or whatever they think is after life. No right or wrong religions or beliefs, just whatever you as a sole human person believe in and want. idk, just a thought of mine

[@musafera]

I like that thought

[@sparklepugtea]

That’s a lovely thought. I’ve never really been religious, but I’ve always enjoyed the thought of reincarnation or wandering the world as a spirit. For example wouldn’t it be wonderful to live as a fox? Or even a thing as small as a snail?

[@SaintIntangible]

@@sparklepugtea it'll certainly be an experience lol

[@roguedesign302]

I nearly drowned around 11 years ago. At first i was struggling to get all out of a sudden i felt so calm and peaceful. No fear, no panic, nothing, just calmness. I realised i was going to die and in a way i was accepting death. Weirdest thing is that i have a huge fear of drowning/suffocating but in that moment as someone said in a story "it was just bliss"

[@bluecrocodilus6594]

NDEs are fascinating to hear about. Been watching a bunch of videos about them recently. One talked about a study where they found children under 5 would describe very similar experiences to what adults were having despite not being knowledgeable about a lot of belief systems, if any. Another video I watched discussed the similarities and differences between NDEs and high dose psychedelic experiences. Very intriguing stuff!