The Consequences of Suicide in the Afterlife

I've been visited by a woman who committed suicide. Turned out, she wanted to guide me in life. And she did, for close to a year she was with me. She also became a close friend, which might be somewhat difficult to understand. We would talk often, she came sitting next to me on the couch smoking a cigarette. I don't smoke, but luckily there isn't any smell! She was a big help in that part of my life when I was battling a depression. I could ask her anything, which was great. I also learned a great deal about the afterlife from her. But, just as the living she did not know what was on the "other side" of the otherside. No one knows because you cannot come back beyond that point. All bets are off at the point you go through the light. Right after death there is this kind of stationary place, a kind of station, which is a reality between the otherside and our reality. I call it the shadeside, due to a lack for a better word to describe something I only had the privilege to glimpse once very briefly in a near death experience. I was approaching this space which seems a timeless and boundless grey space, hence the word shadeside.

[alleigh]

When my aunt passed from suicide, I had a vision/dream that when it happened, her angels were there to welcome her home and were ready to help her heal from whatever ailed her here. That was most comforting. It was a beautiful sight/feeling. I believe that is what happens.