Well guys this is going to be a strange one but regardless it was something I felt I had to share with everyone here in an effort to spur the hope that was lifted in me.What I'm about to tell you is completely true and ignited a fire of hope and determination inside me that I haven't experienced before.
It involves Religion and a message from loved ones on the other side,but hear me out,I'm not crazy or on meds before you jump to all sorts of conclusions lol.
I myself for awhile now have been Atheist,not a die hard Atheist by any means but any faith in religion I had was completely gone,I simply had no belief in any God and I seen the bible as the greatest fairytale ever written and to be honest my view on the bible at least is no better today.Between everything that happened to me and continued to happen to me regardless of how much of a good caring guy I was I simply concluded that the existence of an all loving caring god was simply impossible to believe in,the good are punished and the bad inherit the earth was my view on the actions of this supposed god we were all led to believe in.
But this post is not all about Religion,I don't care if your Muslim,Catholic,Christian or Protestant,if your a good person your ok by me regardless of your beliefs.
I mentioned my beliefs in order to provide some insight or backstory to what I am about to tell you,what happened was so strange that it at dragged me back to being open to the possibility of there being an afterlife or a God but still not being convinced of it[Agnostic]
A few years ago I lost my brother to cancer and more recently my father,both were an unacceptable loss to the family and anyone whose been through the same thing knows what I'm talking about,its unbearable to see them go not to mention before their time.
My father always at least some faith in there being an afterlife but the god topic was not something he had a lot of time for mainly because of the loss of his son.My father always took great interest in a cousin of mine as she claimed she was visited by dead relatives on a number of occasions and the whole family seen how it affected her and were convinced something was happening,that she may actually have this ability.Me however,I thought she was bat shit crazy and full of it!Talking to ghosts?Please give me a break,the whole thing was ridiculous as far as I was concerned,she's just looking for attention I would tell my father.
He too was an unbelievably sceptical person but to see him believing her convinced me that he was starting to go crazy,I could not see how he was taking her seriously,maybe ignorance on my part but its how I felt at the time.
Not long after my father died my T and H worsened seven fold and I was literally pushed to the edge of breaking point,many a night I would sit at his grave with tears flowing down my face begging him to relieve me of this,those pleas were never answered.Not long after I decided enough is enough and I began to plan my exit,I had enough of this shit getting worse just as I began to be happy with my life only for this to repeat over and over again.I sat at my kitchen table and wrote my goodbye letter at 4 in the morning,as I wiped back my tears I grabbed my bottle of pills and headed for the door,just as I opened the door my girlfriend appeared out of nowhere and grabbed my jacket,concerned by the tears and pills she asked me what I was doing.I collapsed and told her what I was about to do and that was that,my mother and brother all came to the house and brought me to hospital.Call it devine intervention or a fluke but if she hadn't of woken I would most certainly be dead now.After the hospital sent me home my mother and brother didn't want anyone to know of what happened and that it would be between us and us only.I began to try and deal with this horrible fate that was thrust upon me but all I could think about was dying,I didn't fear it but embraced it.Not that I believed a heaven was waiting for me but more so it was an end to my sorrow and heartbreak.
A month or so passed when out of nowhere I get a phone call from my cousin Claire,the supposed ghost whisperer of the family.She didn't say much but that she had to talk to me as soon as possible and that I needed to hear this.So I naturally agreed to meet up and ended the call,I was confused because no one in my immediate family were close to Claire,they hadn't spoken to eachother in years making this sudden phone call odd.I grilled my brother and mother asking them what this was about and they were even more confused than I was,we all thought it had to do with some classic cars my father had inherited from his father that were now due to pass down to me.
So a few days later she arrived and asked if we could speak privately so we walked outside and sat down.Claire welled up with tears and blurted out the words"Stevie your brother and father came to speak to me"and that's when I rolled my eyes and thought here we go again.She looked at me and this is what she said "Stevie I was on holidays in Spain and Jason started trying to contact me,he kept saying your name over and over again so loudly I thought I was going insane,I talked with him and he said I had to deliver a message to you from him and Tom,I don't know what any of it means Stevie but he said I had to get this message delivered.He told me to tell you that everything is going to be ok,that we hear you at the graveyard and your words aren't falling on deaf ears,your not to stop fighting Stevie because the reward is near,the answers your looking for are coming so don't give up! Dont do something stupid,you were so near but we had to stop it,keep fighting and we love you"
I sat there so confused as to what just happened,I jumped up and stormed into the kitchen and confronted my brother and mother accusing them of setting this whole thing up in an attempt to cheer me up and give me hope.They sat there looking at me confused as they literally had no idea what in the world I was talking about,Claire entered the room and repeated to them what she had just told me and immediately my mother started crying at the whole idea of them trying to get in contact,my mother swore she never told anyone about what had happened and neither had my brother.Claire was actually on holidays when this happened and left her family there to get home and deliver this message to me ASAP,she stated that Jason wouldn't leave her alone until she did.I walked outside and just collapsed in a heap of confusion and anger and that's when it dawned on me,if my family didn't tell her how did she know about my attempt?How did she know about my midnight pleas at their graveside?Literally no one but myself knew about that so how did she know?She couldn't of it was literally impossible.I walked back inside and sat Claire down and told her how everything she just said had hit hard,I told her about the attempt and she just burst into tears hugging me saying I knew it was urgent,I know now why he wouldn't leave me alone and that she couldn't believe that Mr.Happy Man Steve would even consider doing such a thing,my attempt was genuinely news to her.
So she left and now regularly contacts me to see how I'm doing and that my brother and father haven't contacted her since.To this day I still cant comprehend what happened that day,I cant explain it with logic or common sense,as hard as I try I cant find a rational answer to how she knew these things especially the things that I only knew about.It has spurred new found hope and determination in me and I'm hoping some of it will rub off on some of you here.Its what keeps me going and hopefully the promise they made me will come true for us all and soon,I am well aware of how crazy this sounds,I'm not a fool but when something like this happens to you it would foolish not to acknowledge it.
It involves Religion and a message from loved ones on the other side,but hear me out,I'm not crazy or on meds before you jump to all sorts of conclusions lol.
I myself for awhile now have been Atheist,not a die hard Atheist by any means but any faith in religion I had was completely gone,I simply had no belief in any God and I seen the bible as the greatest fairytale ever written and to be honest my view on the bible at least is no better today.Between everything that happened to me and continued to happen to me regardless of how much of a good caring guy I was I simply concluded that the existence of an all loving caring god was simply impossible to believe in,the good are punished and the bad inherit the earth was my view on the actions of this supposed god we were all led to believe in.
But this post is not all about Religion,I don't care if your Muslim,Catholic,Christian or Protestant,if your a good person your ok by me regardless of your beliefs.
I mentioned my beliefs in order to provide some insight or backstory to what I am about to tell you,what happened was so strange that it at dragged me back to being open to the possibility of there being an afterlife or a God but still not being convinced of it[Agnostic]
A few years ago I lost my brother to cancer and more recently my father,both were an unacceptable loss to the family and anyone whose been through the same thing knows what I'm talking about,its unbearable to see them go not to mention before their time.
My father always at least some faith in there being an afterlife but the god topic was not something he had a lot of time for mainly because of the loss of his son.My father always took great interest in a cousin of mine as she claimed she was visited by dead relatives on a number of occasions and the whole family seen how it affected her and were convinced something was happening,that she may actually have this ability.Me however,I thought she was bat shit crazy and full of it!Talking to ghosts?Please give me a break,the whole thing was ridiculous as far as I was concerned,she's just looking for attention I would tell my father.
He too was an unbelievably sceptical person but to see him believing her convinced me that he was starting to go crazy,I could not see how he was taking her seriously,maybe ignorance on my part but its how I felt at the time.
Not long after my father died my T and H worsened seven fold and I was literally pushed to the edge of breaking point,many a night I would sit at his grave with tears flowing down my face begging him to relieve me of this,those pleas were never answered.Not long after I decided enough is enough and I began to plan my exit,I had enough of this shit getting worse just as I began to be happy with my life only for this to repeat over and over again.I sat at my kitchen table and wrote my goodbye letter at 4 in the morning,as I wiped back my tears I grabbed my bottle of pills and headed for the door,just as I opened the door my girlfriend appeared out of nowhere and grabbed my jacket,concerned by the tears and pills she asked me what I was doing.I collapsed and told her what I was about to do and that was that,my mother and brother all came to the house and brought me to hospital.Call it devine intervention or a fluke but if she hadn't of woken I would most certainly be dead now.After the hospital sent me home my mother and brother didn't want anyone to know of what happened and that it would be between us and us only.I began to try and deal with this horrible fate that was thrust upon me but all I could think about was dying,I didn't fear it but embraced it.Not that I believed a heaven was waiting for me but more so it was an end to my sorrow and heartbreak.
A month or so passed when out of nowhere I get a phone call from my cousin Claire,the supposed ghost whisperer of the family.She didn't say much but that she had to talk to me as soon as possible and that I needed to hear this.So I naturally agreed to meet up and ended the call,I was confused because no one in my immediate family were close to Claire,they hadn't spoken to eachother in years making this sudden phone call odd.I grilled my brother and mother asking them what this was about and they were even more confused than I was,we all thought it had to do with some classic cars my father had inherited from his father that were now due to pass down to me.
So a few days later she arrived and asked if we could speak privately so we walked outside and sat down.Claire welled up with tears and blurted out the words"Stevie your brother and father came to speak to me"and that's when I rolled my eyes and thought here we go again.She looked at me and this is what she said "Stevie I was on holidays in Spain and Jason started trying to contact me,he kept saying your name over and over again so loudly I thought I was going insane,I talked with him and he said I had to deliver a message to you from him and Tom,I don't know what any of it means Stevie but he said I had to get this message delivered.He told me to tell you that everything is going to be ok,that we hear you at the graveyard and your words aren't falling on deaf ears,your not to stop fighting Stevie because the reward is near,the answers your looking for are coming so don't give up! Dont do something stupid,you were so near but we had to stop it,keep fighting and we love you"
I sat there so confused as to what just happened,I jumped up and stormed into the kitchen and confronted my brother and mother accusing them of setting this whole thing up in an attempt to cheer me up and give me hope.They sat there looking at me confused as they literally had no idea what in the world I was talking about,Claire entered the room and repeated to them what she had just told me and immediately my mother started crying at the whole idea of them trying to get in contact,my mother swore she never told anyone about what had happened and neither had my brother.Claire was actually on holidays when this happened and left her family there to get home and deliver this message to me ASAP,she stated that Jason wouldn't leave her alone until she did.I walked outside and just collapsed in a heap of confusion and anger and that's when it dawned on me,if my family didn't tell her how did she know about my attempt?How did she know about my midnight pleas at their graveside?Literally no one but myself knew about that so how did she know?She couldn't of it was literally impossible.I walked back inside and sat Claire down and told her how everything she just said had hit hard,I told her about the attempt and she just burst into tears hugging me saying I knew it was urgent,I know now why he wouldn't leave me alone and that she couldn't believe that Mr.Happy Man Steve would even consider doing such a thing,my attempt was genuinely news to her.
So she left and now regularly contacts me to see how I'm doing and that my brother and father haven't contacted her since.To this day I still cant comprehend what happened that day,I cant explain it with logic or common sense,as hard as I try I cant find a rational answer to how she knew these things especially the things that I only knew about.It has spurred new found hope and determination in me and I'm hoping some of it will rub off on some of you here.Its what keeps me going and hopefully the promise they made me will come true for us all and soon,I am well aware of how crazy this sounds,I'm not a fool but when something like this happens to you it would foolish not to acknowledge it.
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