Reddit users can go from being up beat to downright morbid in the blink of an eye, and when one user decided to share what happened to them when they were clinically dead, others followed and the responses were mindblowing.
Here is what they had to say. Reactions ranged from feeling in a long, deep sleep, to feelings of nothingness, to being sure they were in hell.
It’s freaky stuff, but boy is it compelling to read.
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.
I collapsed during a class presentation one day. All breathing and blood circulation stopped. I felt as if I was plummeting down an endless hole while my peers cried for help. I was revived and still have no memory of the little bit of time before and after my death.
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.
Overdosed on heroin, the Emergency Room team said my heart stopped. Didn’t see anything, just like sleeping with no dreams.
OD’d on a mix of heroin and Xanax. I remember jolting forward in the ambulance when I was revived, screaming at the EMT’s when they told me I just came back from the dead (I still feel bad about a lot of my behavior following my revival, in both the ambulance and the hospital). It was exactly as you described: sleeping without any dreams.
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.
Pure, perfect, uninterrupted sleep, no dreams. Man was I pissed off when I was brought back.
My Mum 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?’
The random, obscure memories…I’ve heard this from a close friend who came close to dying. You always hear people say “your life flashes before your eyes” before you die, but he says it isn’t what you think. It’s not really significant or important events or memories, it’s just random flashes. His was of him riding his bike as a kid, checking the mail, eating ice cream, etc. Just obscure things he hadn’t given any thought to in life.
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.
So there you have it.