“I was dead for like 30 seconds to a minute. There’s a big misconception about it. It’s not like sleeping at all. There’s always a sort of white noise in the back of my mind. It quiets down when I sleep but it’s still there.

I never noticed it before I died, but I do now. I don’t want to romanticize death, but when I was out, it was like this perfect nothingness. And nothingness is so hard to imagine normally, but once you “experience” it, and they bring you back, part of you wishes you could have stayed.

There’s no positive feelings there, obviously, but it takes away everything bad, too. All your stress, the nightmares, the troubles. All gone. Just nothing exists. It’s beautiful in a way. I’m not suicidal at all, and hope to live the rest of a long and happy life. But I’m very much looking forward to a lack of consciousness when I do eventually pass again, and I can honestly say I don’t fear death anymore.”