October 24, 2015
This day was the most unforgettable day of my life. I can still remember it and feel it like if it was just yesterday. After this day my life changed completely. Things around me started to change, including the way I think.
I was on my way to a family party with my mother and brother. When we got there I was happy to see that there was a bartender. I thought, well if there’s a bartender the party won’t be so bad. I went over to the bartender and I got my first margarita. I sat down, I was enjoying talking and drinking with my family.
I went up to the bartender and got my second margarita. If anyone knows about margaritas is that you can drink five and not feel a thing. When it does finally hit you, it’s like a bus slammed into you. I went up a couple of minutes after and got my third. Around this time it was already 8pm. My mother warned me that I hadn’t ate anything.
I ignored her warning and kept drinking. I didn’t really like the food they were giving so I waited until later to eat. After my fourth margarita, tequila shots came. Everyone was screaming “SHOTS” and everyone was taking shots. One after another, I don’t know what made me keep going. At this point I remember grabbing a beer and sitting down barely drinking it. I never drank this much nor did I ever mix this much alcohol.
My mother sat me down and gave me a plate of food and made me eat it. At this point my memories are getting a little foggy. I remember not finishing my food and going to the bathroom. After this I don’t really remember everything in full.
I blacked out. I remember being in the bathroom with my mother and her friends. I was throwing up in the toilet and they were trying to undress me. They were getting me in the shower.
I looked over at my mother and I told her “mom call the ambulance, I’m going to die”. Everyone was worried. The water is now falling on my bare skin. I take one look at my mom. I look down at the water falling and I feel myself take my last breath. I knew it was my last breath.
I close my eyes and suddenly I’m next to my mother. She’s facing forward and I’m at her side looking at her. Facing her. Her face seemed so sad, she was nearly crying. In my head I’m wondering what she’s looking at. I turn to the direction she’s looking at and I see myself. Sitting there in the bath, naked.
When I realized what happened I was gone. I blacked out and appeared somewhere else. I don’t know where I am but I realize I’m not alone. God was there, right in front of me. Looking at me, I knew it was god. I didn’t have to ask, I just knew.
God begins to tell me that I shouldn’t drink ever again. I was going to die that day, but God told me it still needed me back on earth. God told me I needed to finish my mission. It put its hands on my shoulders and told me “I love you, you are special. Everything will be okay”.
I open my eyes and I’m in a room filled with my family. There’s nurses checking me, I was in bed laying there. I was crying and everyone was happy to see me awake.
The reason I refer to god as “it” is because I don’t remember what god looked like. Not matter how hard I try, I can’t remember. I just know it was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen and felt. I felt this huge love and comfort. It felt like I was home.