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Hi there! (I'm not sure where to put this, so I'm deeply sorry if this is the wrong area) Two years ago I had a near death experience. Before I explain what happened, I was wondering if any one else can relate to me? Or has their own story? Ever since relooking at this experience it makes me want to learn more about my faith, and help it expand and I guess I;m also wondering iif this happened to anyone else? (Having a near death experience and then craving to understand more) 
Two years ago, I was 18 and living in a women's shelter. I had just gotten out of a relationship where they were cheating on me for three months with our best friend. I was diagnosed officially with Borderline Personality Disorder and Panic Disorder that same year and had just entered odsp (ontario disability support program) I was planning on moving out sometime soon from the shelter when I had a complete break down. I had overdosed on my pain medication for Endometriosis
And once things started going wrong I woke up my roommate telling her I couldn't move and needed help.
I dont remember anything else, but I found out that I had died, I might have been gone only for a few minutes but, when I did die I was this tunnel type thing. Its really hard to explain, and to put into words. It was greyish white. My grandfather who had past away a few years before came to me and told me ''You need to turn around and go back, you are not ready to die.'' I woke up two days later in the hospital.
I honestly don't tell many people about my experience for the fear of them judging the actions I had taken that day to end up like that. You live and you learn, I had to die to learn that lesson. So my questions still stand, has this happened to you? Related or unrelated? Do you crave for more information?
Thank you xx
Seraphina

Two years ago, I was 18 and living in a women's shelter. I had just gotten out of a relationship where they were cheating on me for three months with our best friend. I was diagnosed officially with Borderline Personality Disorder and Panic Disorder that same year and had just entered odsp (ontario disability support program) I was planning on moving out sometime soon from the shelter when I had a complete break down. I had overdosed on my pain medication for Endometriosis
I dont remember anything else, but I found out that I had died, I might have been gone only for a few minutes but, when I did die I was this tunnel type thing. Its really hard to explain, and to put into words. It was greyish white. My grandfather who had past away a few years before came to me and told me ''You need to turn around and go back, you are not ready to die.'' I woke up two days later in the hospital.
I honestly don't tell many people about my experience for the fear of them judging the actions I had taken that day to end up like that. You live and you learn, I had to die to learn that lesson. So my questions still stand, has this happened to you? Related or unrelated? Do you crave for more information?
Thank you xx
Seraphina