[dean2000]

I'm 37 now and when I was 17 I was going through a bad time due to recently losing my mother and other personal issues including insecurity in the way I looked and I did something extremely stupid.

Ive never told anyone this before (but Ive been desperate to) as I would be slightly ashamed to admit it to someone I know and its not the easiest thing to bring up in a conversation that I once attempted suicide and even despite that most people can be so skeptical and cynical about life after death, but Ive literately not stopped thinking about it since.

Anyhow I will cut to the chase. When I was 17, I felt like I'd had enough of life and wanted to end it. I decided the easiest way was by hanging myself because it wasn't too gruesome or messy. We had a ladder that led up-to our attic so I decided that the best way would be to attach a rope to one of the top steps of the attic ladder and hang myself from that. I couldn't find any rope so being desperate to end it all I instead tied a long extension cord around the top step and made a crude noose.

After working up the courage to go through with it (didn't take long) I remember stepping onto the stool and placing the extension cord around my neck and then trying to work up the courage to actually step off, I have no memory of then actually taking that step off the stool but what happened next is what changed my views on life after death forever.

I was suddenly floating high in the hallway and I felt completely free (I don't know how else to describe it!) I slowly moved across the hallway away from the attic ladder towards the top of the stairs that lead downstairs, I then remember looking down the stairs but as I did so there was suddenly an almighty pull and I felt myself being pulled backwards extremely fast across the hallway and back into my body that was lying on the floor below the ladder.

Being pulled back into my body is what i remember most clearly, it felt extremely claustrophobic, and I felt my arms, chest and then legs coming to life, the only way I can describe it is that it was like putting on an extremely tight wet-suit. I then opened my eyes and immediately stood up feeling fine, after a few seconds of realizing what had happened I noticed that the extension lead I'd used to hang myself had an absolute clean cut in it, surely if my weight had caused the extension cord to snap there would be some evidence of stretching or tearing? but no it looked like it had been cut with scissors, it was a perfect cut and I still don't understand it.

So that's my personal experience, I know for a fact I was absolutely out of my physical body and it wasn't just my brain playing tricks on me due to dying or lack of oxygen etc, I'm quite cynical but I can personally say that I don't just believe but know that we carry on existing after death and as short as my visit was it was absolutely incredible and when the time does come for me to actually die... in a way i'm actually looking forward to that experience again and seeing what happens next.