I see things much differently now. I rarely talk about the night of my accident and what I experienced because in the past my college friends didn't understand and denied it happened or called me crazy.
Four years ago, I was driving home from work when I was rear-ended. I was struck so hard that the driver's side shock was ejected and it hit me in the head. The driver's side rear tire hit the back of my seat. In all I had a TBI, 4 broken vertebra, 6 broken ribs, punctured lung, and a stopped heart. I was called in as a fatality. During this time I had an entire conversation with my grandfather who had been dead 21 years. This is the only thing I remember from my accident. The only thing I remember from my 4+ week hospital stay was telling my granny that papaw said he'd "be waiting". She died less than a month later.
I was in college, partying. That evening, my friends and I had drank a lot, took some pills and smoked weed which we didn't realize was laced with something. I started seeing images and could barely walk; I don't remember much. My friends had to drag me out of the apartment we were partying in.