I had experience death doorstep many times. The earliest when I tried to suicide at the age of fifteen. I had the knife pressed against my wrist counting the seconds down. I only made it to two before I split. An older version of myself stared me down and simply said "If you do this now, you will never know what's waiting for you". I came to, still kneeling on the floor with the knife pressed up against me. The next one was through a dream, it was night and pillars of purple light where scattered throughout the town. I say an older lady laughing and dancing in one of the pillars floating up. I went near one and felt safe and warm so I walked in and floated up. Several feet up, a huge surge of energy pushed down at me with such force that it forced me awake with my body in pin needles and with a voice in my head "No!". In the morning, looking for my shoes, i noticed that my bed had bent inward. I have no doubt of the existence of another being beyond our perception. Thus, begin my fear of death. After nearly ten years, I finally came to terms. Sorry for the long comment.
hey Riso hunny whats wrong? -hugs you tightly- I am sorry if i aint a good girlfriend if thats what's wrong....ill be better just tell me what to do please