What actually happens to you when you die – by people who have been there

When you die, you shouldn’t expect to see people on clouds with harps, or some kindly old guy with a beard welcoming you to heaven.

People who have been clinically dead and then revived have shared some chilling insights into what actually happens in those final moments – and beyond.

Spoiler: none of them sound very nice.

The confessions all come from a discussion thread that’s seriously creepy even by Reddit’s exalted standards – and some of the experiences will make you question your beliefs, whether you’re a Christian or a die-hard atheist…


My world became soft and foggy and everything faded to black. Next thing I remember was opening my eyes and hearing a Doctor say, ‘We got him back.’ It was really a peaceful feeling more than anything.



Overdosed on heroin, the Emergency Room team said my heart stopped. Didn’t see anything, just like sleeping with no dreams.



It felt to me that my entire life was a silly show I was focused on and forgot that it was simply a distraction from what was REALLY happening. I fell out of the 3rd dimension into…another dimension? I know it sounds fucking bonkers but maybe it was just chemicals in my head that created all the visuals. I’m not sure.



She described a lightness of being and relaxed happiness. The first words she spoke to me when she awoke were, ‘Isn’t it so sad about Michaelangelo?’



I overdosed on sleeping medication my freshman year in college. I was legally dead for three minutes(or so I was told). I do remember a little bit of the ambulance ride, but not from my own body. It was seriously the strangest thing I have ever experienced. It could have been a dream, but I saw my own unconscious body, completely flatlined, in the ambulance.



Pure, perfect, uninterrupted sleep, no dreams. Man was I pissed off when I was brought back.



I overdosed and had no pulse for 3-4 minutes. I remember feeling tired when everything kicked in, then a few spotty memories of chatting with friends, then I was standing in front of a giant wall of light. It stretched up, down, left and right as far as i could see. Kind of like putting your eyes six inches from a fluorescent lightbulb. The next memory I have is waking up in the hospital.

                             
My friend had died when he was in his late teens. He told me he was in a dark room where nothing was happening. He was only dead for about a minute but he said it felt like an eternity. At first he thought it might be purgatory, but the longer it went on the more it felt like he had gone to hell.

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