How I died.

Like the title says, I was dead. Well, declared offically dead for a good five minutes. You see, I overexerted my self way past the limit. Was hospitalized. Flat-lined for a good five minutes, and experienced the after life.



It sucked. It was a blank void of darkness. Nothing existed, and all of my feelings were numb. There was nothing. At all. But then, everything started burning. My limbs regained feeling. My lungs filled with air. And I was alive. Im going to be gone for a bit. I need to think this over.

TL;DR - After life doesn't exist cause I experienced it.

WHAT THE FUCK
HOW DID I MISS THIS
DUDE
WHAT THE FUCK
ARE YOU OK!?
HOW DID YOU MANAGE TO DIE?

I'm fine - except for the fact that I know what awaits me in about fifty, sixty years.
Managed to die by taking way much more than I could chew while working. Like, everybody has a limit - your body just tells yourself to stop because you feel so bad. I ignored it, got hospitalized. Ended up flat-lining, and, according to my then-scared-friends, was declared dead for roughly five minutes. It didn't feel like five minutes. I'm just glad other people have felt this experience - saw one guy on Imgur post how he had nearly the same feeling, and someone else died for about twenty minutes.

I'm okay.

Shit man, thats pretty messed up. Glad you're ok. Try not to die again