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I was working aboard an ocean-going research vessel. We (me and my teammates) were using deep-water side-scan sonar for mapping the seafloor and searching.
I am someone who from a young age experienced loss of those I cared for. My father passed of suicide when I was only twelve and my mother cast me out into the world shortly after. My maternal grandmother tried the best she could, along with my maternal grandfather, to look out for me. However they both had health issues and my grandfather also passed during my teens, leaving my grandmother alone. Although she was unable to care for me full-time, she always loved and believed in me more than I did myself.
The thing is, I blocked so much out and only remembered years later. I was 11 and I remember seeing my mother sitting on top of someone. I could see she had her hands round their throat. I could see that, but I was by the door of the sitting room about 6 feet away.
I had a near-death experience about 15 years ago. I very rarely talk about it, due to the circumstances leading up to that experience. Now that I have had many years to think about my experience and put things into perspective, I know that I am ready to put it out there. My experience, in my opinion after this deep retrospection, was to get me back on track for my soul’s purpose. In retrospect, I now understand I was given multiple warnings before things had to get to that level, but I can be very hardheaded.
One night in the winter of 2012, I was at a small gathering of friends where we chatted and drank alcohol. At around 2 am, one of my friends asked me to drop him home. It was snowing a little, just enough to render the asphalt roads slippery. I drove about 3-4 miles to his home and dropped him. I was a bit drunk but my senses were good.
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