I technically died and came back to life. The details of my accident I'm not going to go into because they probably won't interest you as much as the rest of what I have to say. I remember everything that happened while I was gone from my body. Actually, what I learned, or was told, changed me. It changed my entire life and every single part of my understanding of the universe and our existence.

I wanted to share it with you. I couldn't bring myself to write this under anything but anonymity, because some of these things are extremely... well... hard to believe unless you've seen them firsthand. I don't mean to say that you have to believe what I have seen and have been told, because our beliefs do not have to align, but I do ask you to consider them, and to see how just maybe they could fit into the life you already understand to be true.

For context, I am a 32-year-old woman with a college education and a family strongly rooted in their Christian faith. A religion that I, of course, accepted and was devoted to until I experienced some truths about the world, and from that I realized that I had to go down my own path of understanding. Again, I don't mean to say that you have to renounce your religion or anything, I simply tell you this to have the context of the fact that I did not acknowledge or believe anything I am about to write until I saw it myself, after the doctors had pronounced me dead. ...[Continue reading on Thoughtcatalog]