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I was working in a psychiatric hospital...
Instead of viewing death as simply loss and failure, is it possible that death can actually offer an opportunity for growth...
I was four years old...
My experience took me back to my previous life, I was an American soldier fighting in Korea...
First of all, excuse me for the mistakes in the writing, I am Brazilian and my native language is Portuguese...
At that night, June 12 1985 I was lying on my left side waiting to fall a sleep and a question came to my mind: “Will I continue like this the rest of my life, most of the time every year I do manual labor, and to be honest it is drudgery...
My case started when my best friends moved to other district I was 13 years old then...
I remember it was early afternoon...
This is the first time this happened to me...
Around the time of the experience, I had a fairly easy life economically and I was not threatened physically, but I was growing increasingly despaired...
I was driving in my car, normal daily activities, to my friend's house...
