It's way different than you think

"The sleep is no longer rejuvenating and the fatigue is consistent" bro am I dying?

Thank you. As I fight cancer, it's hard to quell the fear. Thank you.

“…the sleep is no longer rejuvenating…”. I’ve been dying for decades now.

Nothing like a nice existential crisis before heading to bed.

As a dead person, I can confirm this is what I feel like.

My sister nearly died from anaphylaxis when she was 12. She said she felt very peaceful, there was no pain, and she didn't feel any grief about dying so young, just happy that she'd had a good life. I'm so glad she didn't die, she's one of my favourite people ever ❤

“Knowing they were dying, but felt like they were going home” Wow..

My fourteen year old dog died in my arms on the 25th of March, 2024. He was the light of my life and had helped me overcome suicidal ideation in my teens. I lay with him on my bed for his last few hours because the plan was to take him to the vet the following day so he could be put to sleep, but he never made it that long, and just stopped breathing while we lay there. The death rattle scared me, because for weeks now I've been thinking that was him struggling to breathe, and that he suffocated and died in pain and fear. It's comforting to know that he wasn't in any distress and was actually very relaxed. You've given me some peace of mind, and I really can't thank you enough.

I watched my FIL die, and he was a warm corpse for about a day before he stopped breathing. Nobody talks about how long it can actually take to die. It’s not at all like TV where they say their goodbyes to family and then lights out. Those goodbyes need to happen weeks in advance because you’re simply not functional in the week leading up to death.

40 years ago, 11.4.1984. I was electrecuted by 25 000 volts. Some days later, I died but I was resuscitated. It's uncanny that I should come across this video today, exactly 40 years later. The physical healing took about 8 years to complete. The psychological healing is still ongoing. There wasn't any trauma therapy available back in the 80's. I've pretty much figured things out through trial and error. I am grateful to be alive and I slow down to appreciate every day that I'm still given. But my actual point is that dying really is peaceful. It was for me anyway. The things I saw, I've seen again once or twice in dreams. It has always been profoundly comforting experience and given my life meaning and direction. Death is not something to be afraid of, unlived life is.

I appreciate those people for not dying so they could tell us what it's like to die

First of all, YOU WAY TOO YOUNG TO THINK ABOUT DYING! Great video & spot on. I am 71, my parents, 4yr older sister, & my fraternal twin bros are all deceased. EVERYDAY, I wonder when its MY time. So many famous ppl are dying around my age. There are times I hit lows as u state. Dreams, experiences, etc. I just try to do the best I can, with what I have and let the chips fall where they may. I have lived my life. 👍✊️🖖❤️ PS. A person dying/or in a coma, can hear what u say. This is your chance to tell them how much u love them.😊😊

As a medical professional, it surprised me that you didn't mention "the Surge" and/or "terminal lucidity", two uncommon but very striking phenomena where a terminally ill patient suddenly gets much better a few hours to days before dying. That includes energy levels, apetite, cognition, general mood, etc. It's rare an not well known, so sometimes some family members believe their loved one is getting better... while its exactly the opposite.

I put off watching this, because i have severe death anxiety, but this was very comforting. Thank you

I am epileptic and I had a "Near-Death Experience" in 2018 after suffering a Grand Mal Seizure, Traumatic Brain Injury and a Paralytic Stroke. At the start of the seizure, I saw a bright white flash of light. After I struck my head and was knocked unconscious, I do NOT recall much. I am told that I endured six (6) craniotomy brain surgeries, which saved my life, but to tell the truth, I was "gone" during all of this. I regained consciousness in my hospital bed, but it was YEARS before I understood the extent of my ordeal. I could see how dying slowly from a terminal illness would be a much different experience than what I went through. In fact, while I was in the Skilled Nursing Facility recovering from my own ordeal, my mother was dying slowly of Esophageal Cancer. 😢 She was in "Palliative Care" and then Hospice. My family told me very little about this and I was prohibited from saying farewell to her.

I watched many videos about this topic but yours is the best, and is straight to the point. Thank you :)

I recently watched my father die. He was in a twilight for about a month before he passed. He was just transferred to a hospice center from the hospital and they gave a call to my family saying his vitals aren’t looking good, if you want to be with him when he goes, come now. I’ve never drove so fast, probably would have went to jail if caught. Sat with him and my mom for 6 hours until my sister arrived after her drive from her college. He waited until surrounded by his family. His eyes were closed most of the time I was there but he looked me straight in the eyes as he took his final breath. Seeing this vid gives me a lot of comfort.

My wife passed from cancer in 2009 and was on a morphine drip the last 2 weeks. When her best friend from her childhood walked in the room and was talking in the room my wife heard her and started talking back a little so we knew she could hear us at that point. She did eventually start that horrible breathing sound. She passed on January 30, 2009. R.I.P Randi Whittington

Psychedelics are just an exceptional mental health breakthrough. It's quite fascinating how effective they are against depression and anxiety. Saved my life.

My sweet wife passed away in January following a long decline due to kidney failure. I was with her to the end and was holding her hand when she took her last breath. She was completely unconscious on her last day. She didn't have the "death rattle" but that day her breaths were more like short gasps. When she died, there was a long pause after one of those gasps, then one more gasp and that was it.  I had to wait about 90 minutes for the hospice nurse to come verify the death officially. She was lying on her back with her hands on her chest when she died, and within a very short time I could see her hands and face becoming very pale as the blood settle down into the lower part of the body. After about 30 minutes or so she was becoming noticeably colder.