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I did something really stupid this evening and I could have been killed. I keep obsessing over what could have happened. It's bothering me so much I can't go back to sleep.
I see it as a near-death experience.
How can I stop obsessing over it?
Have any of you had near death experiences? If so, how did you cope?
That is simply your mind and body doing their job to imprint the experience so you won't do it again. Recognize it fully, thank it, and promise to remember. It'll fade into perspective in a few days.
I've had a few near death experiences. Ultimately, the way to cope is to not fear death. That comes easier with age and experience. Faith and religion help many people.
Quite a few, but that was in my job description. Even though the basic premise of what I was doing is stupid to many people, the law would not allow me to call in an airstrike on a house instead.
But to be honest, every time I leave the house and get into traffic you have a chance of being killed.
So, what did you do? Inquiring minds need to know.
I have had a couple close calls that stuck with me for a bit and wore off in time, except for one incident 2 years ago. I was the same, couldn't sleep well thinking about it constantly. Overtime it did lessen but I still think about it and it still scares me. It's normal though after any traumatic experience to feel that way and loose sleep over it. Probably the best thing to help is time, eventually that obsession your feeling will probably fade.
Good Lord, I did the most death defying stupid crap in high school on a almost daily basis. And then off and on till I was 26, when a loved one was killed in a motorcycle accident. Was a miracle I wasn't on the bike with him.
I wonder how I survived now at 60. Does it haunt me today, no. I laugh about this stuff with friends who also did some of the same stuff. Shaking our heads about how we thought we were invincible. No we would NEVER redo these experiences. I'm not in the same shape or physical condition as High School.
I live with the belief my life is set before I'm born. It was his destiny to die at 26, not mine. God had other plans for me.
Two really stupid "near death" experiences I had was once when I darted out between two parked cars on a busy street, and just as I was about to take my next step, I was blown backwards by a patrol car doing about 60mph with no lights or siren. It didn't actually touch me, but I was close enough to it that one more step would have been my very last.
The other dumb thing I did was when I was walking through some woods with a girl I wanted to impress and we came upon a single railroad track. For whatever stupid reason, I got the notion in my head that laying across the tracks would make a good picture. So I crouched down between the rails, and I was about to lay on my back with my head on a rail when a train came whizzing round the trees. I had just enough time to somersault out of the way. If there had been YouTube in those days, I might have been a star. If I had been just a little slower, I might have been a star on Best Gore.
In both cases, sheer dopey clueless stupidity put me in direct line of being instantly killed. In both cases, sheer dumb luck saved me by milliseconds...
So: do I have anything profound to share, having undergone two near death experiences caused by my own stupidity? Alas, I have nothing. I can report that in both cases, I was a little shaken up for about an hour, and kept muttering to whoever I was with what a close call I had just had. (Far from impressing the girl, I think I convinced her I was a moron) Then, the feeling faded.
Both of those incidents were over 20 years ago, but I still recall them vividly. All I can draw from them is a better understanding of just how fragile life is, and just how random our existence is. Why was I not run over, but the next person was? I have absolutely no clue. I don't think God rescued me for some deeper purpose. I certainly didn't earn my reprieve on life; it just wasn't my number being called on those days. I still hope one day I will draw something more useful from these incidents, but so far all I got is random...life is random...
Two really stupid "near death" experiences I had was once when I darted out between two parked cars on a busy street, and just as I was about to take my next step, I was blown backwards by a patrol car doing about 60mph with no lights or siren. It didn't actually touch me, but I was close enough to it that one more step would have been my very last.
The other dumb thing I did was when I was walking through some woods with a girl I wanted to impress and we came upon a single railroad track. For whatever stupid reason, I got the notion in my head that laying across the tracks would make a good picture. So I crouched down between the rails, and I was about to lay on my back with my head on a rail when a train came whizzing round the trees. I had just enough time to somersault out of the way. If there had been YouTube in those days, I might have been a star. If I had been just a little slower, I might have been a star on Best Gore.
In both cases, sheer dopey clueless stupidity put me in direct line of being instantly killed. In both cases, sheer dumb luck saved me by milliseconds...
So: do I have anything profound to share, having undergone two near death experiences caused by my own stupidity? Alas, I have nothing. I can report that in both cases, I was a little shaken up for about an hour, and kept muttering to whoever I was with what a close call I had just had. (Far from impressing the girl, I think I convinced her I was a moron) Then, the feeling faded.
Both of those incidents were over 20 years ago, but I still recall them vividly. All I can draw from them is a better understanding of just how fragile life is, and just how random our existence is. Why was I not run over, but the next person was? I have absolutely no clue. I don't think God rescued me for some deeper purpose. I certainly didn't earn my reprieve on life; it just wasn't my number being called on those days. I still hope one day I will draw something more useful from these incidents, but so far all I got is random...life is random...
Enjoyed the story! Thank you soooo much! All you can do from the experience is learn <3
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Even though the basic premise of what I was doing is stupid to many people, the law would not allow me to call in an airstrike on a house instead. 
