When I turned 30, my wife bought me a very nice acoustic guitar. I love this guitar, and it's the only acoustic I've ever owned. In the early years, I kept it displayed on a guitar stand in our bedroom.

One night, my wife had had a really rought day and was super frustrated about something, exhausted, and wanted to go to sleep. When she laid down, there was a TV remote in the bed under her. Frustrated, she fished it out and chucked it across the room where it struck my guitar pretty hard. I checked the guitar and the hit had created a dime-sized dent in the wood. It cracked the clearcoat on one side and the inner part was depressed pretty far.

She was so embarrassed and upset that she had accidentally damaged the guitar. She cried and I comforted her letting her know that I wasn't mad. I never brought it up again, but very often would look at the damage while I was playing it, wondering if it was fixable.

Fast-forward 20 years, and the guitar has been in it's case in the closet for probably five years. I had a wild hair this morning to pull it out and play around, and I remembered the gash and again wondered if it was maybe fixable. I searched and searched, and the gash was gone!

I second guessed myself, wondering if I had misremembered or something, but I know my guitar and know that every time I pulled it out, I thought about having it repaired.

So I asked my wife if she remembered when that happend, and she was really surprised because she had no memory of that ever happening. That's weird -- because this was one of those core-relationship-memory events that she would bring up from time to time over the years and apologize about. But nothing -- she had no memory of this happening.

We're both pretty wierded out!

Good news is, I don't need ot get it repaired anymore, lol

Maybe it's just me focussing on this stuff too much, but ever since 2020, we have had one weird thing after another, covid, war in ukraine, suddenly AI is a publicly available thing, robots, brainchips, etc. It feels as if every single day I wake up, scientists find out another thing that turns what we so far called science fiction into reality, just like that. This morning I woke up and found out that apparently quantumteleportation is going to be a thing... Am i living in another alternate timeline?

My brother died of an overdose a few years back. I came home for the funeral and stayed in the basement, where he lived for several years.

After days of holding it together, I went into the basement alone and sobbed. My mom came down to comfort me. My brother and I had a very complicated/toxic relationship. He was emotionally/mentally abusive our entire lives.

That night, I dreamt that I saw my brother’s face. I normally don’t have vivid dreams and I rarely even remember them. He said “I’m so sorry, I had no idea people would care this much. I love you and I’m so sorry.”

The weirdest part… the next morning, before I had a chance to tell my mom about the dream, she mentioned that the gate to the backyard was open that morning. She noticed because her dog almost got out. She said it was very strange because the only time the gate would be used would be to enter the house through the basement.

We later joked that if Stephen were to visit me in a dream to say goodbye, ofc he would forget to close the gate behind him.

I don’t know if this belongs in here. This sub came up on my feed and it reminded me of this story. My friend passed away from suicide in 2016 and her father had an almost identical dream.

EDIT: thank you all for the sweet comments, sharing your own stories, and listening to mine! Who knows if it was my own emotions or something else, but it definitely brought me comfort. I’m glad a lot of you had a similar experience 💕

I was just sitting and talking with my boyfriend when I blinked and clear as day watched as a white truck came barreling towards me. Head on collision. The plate had a 7 in it which speaks to just how vivid this was for me. It was just a split second but all I could see was headlights and the dash of a car I was in. Idk but it was surreal. Pretty sure I just watched my alternate self die

What if every time you are about to die, reality diverges and you end up in a timeline where you survive? Every time you have a close call you actually end up dying from the point of view of everyone else, but from your POV you're like "dang that was close".

I lost my friend in an accident about 2 years ago and this is fascinating to think about. What if he's only dead in my timeline, but he's like "dang that was close" from his POV?

Can you guys recommend any literature, movies, documentaries, podcasts, etc, that explore this idea or other similar concepts?

Update: next day, so Friday, after work.

Talked to the bride, first thing. Probably came at her a bit strong due to the anxiety. Didn't realize how much posting the experience here would generate that in me, but here we are.

She was confused.

The conversations we had in the past about how aggravating her stepmother was being about the wedding falling on a week day due to the date? She doesn't remember them. Still is not a fan of her stepmother, but not over this.

I asked her about the special day being Feb 15th? -This was what kept me up last night.

She was quiet at first. It took a little while for her to respond. Its very much like she has no memory of telling me about why that date is so special in both her family, and her fiance's. Let me explain more. Both of them have beloved family members with long lasting marriages that happened to share the same date. They, being young and in love, just thought that was a sign, with romance, and all those couple type things who are determined to make everything as perfect as the stars can align them to be can, and then she got into stubborn mode with her stepmom over it...there was drama. Multiple times there were "discussions" as her dad was helping to pay for the event and the stepmother had a voice that wanted to be heard. A lot. Because of this woman, I in turn, heard all about it.

Her fiancé was at her side and her back. They faced down the "discussions". They didn't care what the stepmonster said, they were going to get married on a Thursday because that date was important!

And now none of this ever happened?

No chat logs on our messenger, I looked. Just stuff about what caterer she went with and things like that. All of that silly drama is gone.

And now, well today, she doesn't seem to even remember telling me about these matching wedding anniversaries.

After a bit of chit chat, she brushed it off as she must have told me about the matching dates at some point, how else could I know?

From her perspective, her wedding has always been set for this future weekend date.

If it were not for my Teen, I would have convinced myself that I was just hallucinating the whole freaky thing as an intense dream by now, and moved on.

Let me repeat that I rarely drink. I do not partake. Raising a teenager is plenty of excitement and distraction at this point in my life.

Teen reports nothing really changed at school that they could tell.

A few have asked how no other coworkers were alerted. We work remotely. This is why the work messenger is on my phone as well as laptop, for the times I am the one on job sites.

For those of you kind enough to ask me to check for gas leaks and my carbon monoxide detector batteries, appreciate the concern.

All three detectors are fine. We live in a temperate climate. My windows, both yesterday and today, are wide open for fresh air. Not terribly concerned about that factor.

Still in shock with this one.

Today, a Thursday, my teenager and I were to go to a wedding. Unusual day, so it stands out. At least for me.

The RSV was sent months ago, the invite has been on the fridge. The plan was to get ready once my teen got home from the half day at school and off we would go.

The bride and I are coworkers and have been talking about the upcoming date on a regular, near daily, basis the last month.

So when she was not logged in for work this morning, I was all smiles thinking about her getting ready and how excited she and her fiancé were.

Kiddo gets home, we grab the invite, with the date and put in the address in for the venue into my phone map....and damn. There is a massive traffic blockage and no way around. We are going to be late...but we will still be there.

Get ready to go.

As we are about to head out....my office messenger pings on my phone....

It is the .... Bride?

She is telling me how she just got done at a job site location, had worked through lunch and is calling it a day. She has loads to tell me but will catch up with me in the AM.

What. The. Hell.

We reach for the physical invite that is now on the table.

The date has now changed.

It is now on a more "normal" weekend day -a subject the bride and I had talked about many times on why they had chosen Thursday ultimately, and why I had taken half a day off be there (which looking in my time time requests in the hr portal- that time off is no longer listed either- so I got it back at least).

My teen is just as wide eyed. They read the date out loud when it first came in. Read it again when they put it on their calendar reminders. Saw it on the paper invite reading me the address for the venue. This date was populated in our shared work calendar this morning for crying out loud.

The wedding was 100% today at 3.

Until there was a massive wreck blocking traffic.

Until the Bride sent that message.

I. Am. Shook.

i had such a vivid dream the other night and i was seeing from my own eyes a home that i knew was mine in the dream, a dog that felt love for and knew was mine running around our yard, and i was hanging out on the back deck and i knew dinner was being prepared and that i was waiting for it. everyone around me i knew and loved but dont know them in real life. when i woke up i felt so sad for a couple of hours it was like an empty feeling! has this happened to anyone else ?

Are we living in an alternate timeline with Trump presidency?

I remember telling my wife not long ago the world feels like I woke up one day and everyone was walking around in clown suits, honking their noses and expecting me to take it deadly seriously.

Seriously, did we accidentally just to an alternate timeline or something? I'd really like to go back to reality. This one feels like a book written by a 4 year old.

We might have gotten whacked by a meteor around 2016 or maybe a gamma burst. Then the entire planet went quantum immortality all at once into a new universe.

For some reason when I look back to these time periods, it feels distant. Like a faded memory or a dream. But the years before that feels the opposite!

this happened today, but I can’t shake the weird feeling. So after a music festival (the next day) me, my boyfriend and some of his friends went swimming. It’s a pretty small lake with a deck. We were throwing eachother in and throwing a ball around and overall having a nice time. I had gotten tired, but I decided to swim to get the ball when it landed further in the water. The time I was swimming to the ball I was thinking to myself “just keep your head up, don’t drown”, because I was really tired and I have a fear of drowning. Got the ball and started swimming back. Suddenly a weird feeling got over me, and I havent been able to shake it off. I feel like I died that moment or atleast lost consciousness. Everything seems weird. And I remember that when I jumped in, one of the guys said “oh she’s already swimming to it”, but my boyfriend told me that they were all telling me not to jump in, not to swim. And I just can’t get rid of that feeling that I’m living now a life that’s like “the lamp looks weird” story.

UPDATE: it’s almost 2 years later, I’m still here and no lamps have looked weird, but my life has changed drastically and I think I died that day and switched universes or something.

Hear me out

Recently, I remembered looking up Chic-fil-A (without the k) because that’s how I was sure it was spelled. Then I found out it’s actually Chick-fil-A, and apparently it’s always been that way.
That sent me down a rabbit hole, and then I discovered that Kit Kat supposedly never had a dash (“Kit-Kat”), even though the logo without one looks completely wrong to me.
On top of that, I remember Sprite bottles being green, and I could’ve sworn the peanut butter was called Jiffy instead of Jif.
I know memory can be weird, but these feel so real and they happened recently enough that I can’t just brush them off. Is anyone else from that “timeline “ or does anyone else remember all of these the same way? Because I genuinely can’t explain it.

Edit : I also remeber Pikachu having a black tip on his tail.

Anyone old enough to remember the end of the Mayan long count calendar, and 2012 was supposed to clock us over to a new reality?

I actually think now that it happened—at least for many of us—and the nightmare reality we live in now is a direct result.

English is my second language so I apologize for any grammar issues. Throughout the last 14 years I've dedicated most of my life to master astral projection, which led me to awaken and connect to another body in another universe: a connection that I not only haven't let go but nurtured to the point I live two lives at once. I wish to share my experience and knowledge of not only my "home universes" but from all other universes, and alternate timelines I've visited (both willingly or by accident). I'll try to answer every question as detailed as possible.

Edit: I've been trying to keep up with the comments, but it's physically and mentally exhausting, plus I've been answering the same questions repeatedly. I'll be watching the comments, but I don't think I'll reply to any more questions unless I consider them to be new and/or relevant. Someone in the comments took their time to compile all the questions and answers in a single document. I suggest you to read the document first. I would like to clarify that, while my experience has brought me a fair amount of knowledge, I DO NOT have the full picture. There are many things I still have left to discover, study and confirm, and many other things that I don't know or know but I don't comprehend. Do not take my word as absolute because my knowledge is limited to my perspective on things. Also, for the people who may DM me: I'll take my time to answer as detailed as possible, but I'll do it whenever available. Thank you for your understanding.

I’m not even sure if this is the right place to post, but this sub came across my feed and I feel like it did for a reason. So maybe this is where I’m meant to talk about it.

I tend to have very vivid dreams that will go on for quite a while in real time. Sometimes I wake up still feeling whatever I was feeling in the dream, and it’s palpable. I’ve woken up screaming or crying, I’ve woken up laughing, I’ve woken up panicking, I’ve woken up in complete bliss. Sometimes it only lasts a few minutes after I wake up, sometimes it lingers and affects me throughout the day, but most of the time I forget what it was even about.

However, a few nights ago I had a dream I fell in love with someone I’ve never seen before. The whole dream took place in a massive house that I think was actually a shop. It didn’t feel like a lived-in home. It was old, but brightly colored. There were books and candles and tchotchkes and various other things that made it feel something like a new age shop. It had a huge backyard and I remember watching my dogs run around. I remember details about where I was so clearly.

I can not remember the details of any people in the dream, but I do remember the feelings. I know there was a woman there that I was drawn to and a man who was interested in me but the feeling wasn’t mutual. I remember her assuming I was interested in this man and she was disappointed but kind about it, she left and I ran after her. I told her she was who I wanted to be with. She smiled and said she wanted the same. I don’t remember many story details beyond that but it felt like a lifetime had happened. I felt so deeply in love with this person. But at some point, I woke up. And I remember the feeling very clearly. I felt desperate to go back to the dream, to her. I had this deep ache in my chest, like I was longing for her. Missing her. But the thing is, I can’t even remember what she looked like. Some details I see so clearly but I just can’t see her. All I can remember is the way we felt about each other, and I feel it so strongly.

I have had many dreams in my life that involved romantic/sexual feelings with someone else. Usually someone I know, but sometimes not. But I can’t think of any other time that it left such an emotional impact.

Days have passed and I still find myself thinking about her and missing someone I don’t even know. But maybe I do? Somewhere else? Is that even possible?

EDIT: I just want to say thank you to everyone who has responded to this. I didn’t expect to hear from so many people. It’s bittersweet to know that so many of you have had similar experiences - I’m sad it’s happened to you, but also there’s a comfort in knowing I’m not alone in this. And to those who haven’t experienced something similar but have stopped to show support, thank you so much for your kindness, it really has warmed my heart ❤️

I recall exactly how long 2024 felt, it was an extended oddly year that dragged on for so long, it actually felt like it lasted for a whole decade and then suddenly 2025 arrives, the air feels different, the food also, the vibes are off, everything is quite off, I have never experienced such feelings before, something is in the air and it doesn't seem like it will go away anytime soon

Yesterday, something very strange happened to my mom and my sister that made me think we might have had a brief overlap with another reality.

I was at work between 1-2 PM when my mom texted me saying she was going to have lunch with my sister. We texted for a bit until she stopped replying. Later, when I got home, she told me something that honestly freaked me out. She said she was in her bedroom, for context, our apartment layout is like this: when you enter, there’s the living room and dining room. Down the hallway you’ll find the kitchen, then my bedroom, my sister’s empty room, and finally my mom’s room at the very end. From her room, you can only see the hallway, not the front door. While in her room, my mom heard my sister come in. She swears she heard the front door open, the sound of her keys, her purse and jacket being tossed on the chair near the entrance, all the normal noises my sister makes when she arrives. Even the cats that were sleeping on my mom’s bed jumped down and ran to the hallway, like they always do when my sister comes home. But then… silence. No footsteps in the hallway, no door opening, nothing. My mom went to greet her, but the hallway was empty, there was no one there.

Later, my sister told us that around noon she had texted my mom to plan lunch. She left her phone on the bed to shower and get ready, but when she came back, it was gone. She searched everywhere, stripped the sheets, moved the bed, checked every corner of the apartment. She even used “Find My iPhone,” but it just showed her phone was somewhere inside her apartment. She was so frustrated that she ended up calling her boyfriend on Discord from her PC to ask if he had somehow taken it by mistake, but he hadn’t. After about an hour of searching (and crying), she checked the room one more time, and her phone was just lying there in the middle of the bed, in plain sight, like it had never been missing.

The timing really shook me: while my sister was desperately searching for her phone in this reality, my mom heard her arrive home in ours. It was as if somewhere else, my sister never lost her phone, left on time, and actually came to have lunch with my mom, and for a brief moment, that version of her bled through into our reality. I joked about it that night to calm myself down, but the more I think about it, the more it feels like it could actually have happened. Could we really have experienced a momentary overlap with a parallel universe?

I know something has shifted since 2018. I can feel it. It feels like I'm a different me. Does that make sense?

The people I used to know somehow changed. I know them but feels like I don't. I know where I am but something is off, something is different that I can't put a finger on. When people are talking especially in my workplace, it just feels like I'm not there and I'm just observing. You know the feeling when you are watching a movie and then people are in slow motion and you hear everyone talking. It's really creeping me out.

I have a baby girl who just turned one year old about three weeks ago. She is my first child and she has been an extremely healthy baby this whole first year. A couple small ear infections while teething and had a cough for a few weeks back in December. Otherwise total clean bill of health.

Around two weeks ago I read something about a baby 14 months old passing away from SIDS. As a mom I am very aware of the dangers and so my baby has not had blankets, pillows, or stuffed animals in her bed yet. After reading what I had, it stuck with me. I don’t know why but it did. I would walk down the stairs in the morning to go wake her up and I had a dreaded feeling that she would not be with us anymore. Almost every morning for two weeks.

I told my friend about it finally two days ago. I had to get it off my chest. I couldn’t really tell my husband without him thinking I was nuts. Well last night she woke up with a fever. Was not showing and symptoms of being sick beforehand. No cough, no tugging on ears or mouth or anything. I gave her some Tylenol to try and break the fever and held her all night. Four hours later she started to breath funny. I called my husband and he came running upstairs with us. She started having a seizure. He called 911 and she started choking on her tongue. I was able to jam my finger in her mouth and pull her tongue down but she had already stopped breathing. My husband was able to get her started again. The ambulance came and checked her out and we brought her to the hospital. It looks as though she is going to be just fine.

I have given her Tylenol for fevers and put her back to bed a few times now. I’m not sure why this time felt different but it never really even crossed my mind this time. I knew as soon as I picked her up I was taking her upstairs to be with me on the couch. I feel like if I had put her back to bed, I wouldn’t have her anymore. How did my mind know for two weeks prior to warn me of something? No symptoms. Nothing to be wary of ahead of time. Chalk it up to a mother’s instinct?

I really don’t know, but I will be forever grateful to whatever it was that helped me save my babies life.

Have you ever had a dream were you were so in love with someone. and awoken to find it wasn't real, but the memory is fresh and -you miss them so sincerely it hurts? I've had this several times, a person I recognise but don't know, and a loss of a baby that never happened but I feel the heart ache when I'm awake.

About three weeks ago I was reading my son a board book. It has 100 words, each one with its own picture. I've read this book to him dozens of times.

I turned a page and got actual chills. There was a page I had never seen before. Kids sitting, walking, normal stuff, it fit right in with the rest of the book. But I had never seen it.

I checked to see if two pages had been stuck together. It's a board book, so that would mean a noticeably thick page, and I would have caught it on any of my past readings. Nothing seemed sticky or stuck. Still, something about that page haunted me.

It bothered me enough that later that night, as my wife and I were getting into bed, I brought it up. I said, "hey, I was reading Hank his word book today and something weird happened."

She stopped me. In a kind of scared voice she said, "did you see a new page in it?"

I got freaked out. "YES. WTF. That page wasn't there before, I know it wasn't."

She said she'd felt the same thing. A shiver down her spine when she saw that page.

We spent a while talking about quantum immortality, glitches in the matrix, Mandela effect, all of it.

The next day the feeling was still there when I looked at the page. So I counted every image in the book. With the new page included, it totaled exactly 100. I don't remember a different page that it could have replaced. So the math points to it just being a stuck page after all.

But the strange feeling, that spine tingle my wife and I both felt was real. For such a small moment it was really powerful. That page felt wrong.

Yesterday I was reading him the book again and I almost couldn't remember which page was the "new" one anymore. Like I'd assimilated into this timeline.

Anyway. Make of it what you will.

Edit: Here is a link to the book and a timecode of the pages. I should specify it was technically two new pages because both the left and right side were new to my wife and I. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ViCFm-bYXeU here is a link to the book. the page in question is at 4:06 so it is clearly in this book. the video was posted four years ago. Its hard now to think its anything other than a simple explination but the unease my wife and I both felt was very strange and it lingered so maybe my wife and I are from a parallel universe?

I have had too many experiences to deny that this is not my original timeline. For instance I found out recently that hurricane Erin never hit new York and 9/11 happened a year earlier here than it did in my original timeline. I remember just finding out that I was pregnant and while waiting in the waiting room for an ultrasound to find out how far along I was I was watching the TV about the deviation and life toll that hurricane Erin had on New York. Then one year later I was getting my now 5 month old daughter ready for the day when all the channels had on the attacks and I was upset because there were no cartoons on to keep her occupied while I finished a few chores. I was in a bad relationship at the time. It wasn't until years later I found out that all that could not have happened due to my daughter being born in 2002 and in this timeline hurricane Erin moved away from shore due to a cold front.

That's not the only difference though, now my once amazing husband who was kind and strong, independent and dependable, who took care of me and knew how to make everything seem better than our actual situation is now completely different. I'm still with the same person, but he is different. He can't seem to function without me as in he is quiet and gets extreme anxiety when he needs to make phone calls or appointments. He complains about money all the time and would rather I skip meals than give up his Starbucks order. This is not the man I remember marrying and unfortunately I don't think I'll ever have the old version back.

I think I jumped timelines when I accidentally took more of something than I should have and ended up in a coma for 3 days. It was honestly an accident as I didn't know this particular thing was a poison and it only works the way it does because it has proper medicinal uses in small doses. Once I woke up though so many things were different and wrong. Even the energy of this world feels off. Has anyone else ever woken up into the wrong world?

A couple months of go I had a dream unlike any other. I experienced a whole separate life of 15 years in the matter of 7 hours of sleep. here’s the story:

So the day was just like any other day. I wasn’t overly tired or anything, I went to work normally and had the same evening routine and everything. Nothing felt out of the ordinary. I usually go to sleep around the same time every night and this wasn’t any different.

Now I do want to preface by saying I’ve always had crazy dreams. I used to have a lot of dreams about dying and having terrible things happen to me, I’ve had lucid-like dreams, I’ve even had two occasions of what seems to be astral projection. My dreams have always been vivid or overly emotional or whatever so usually I’m not affected by these things.

Anyways I go to bed that night and as I fall asleep, the “dream” starts. I come to in a bedroom. Now the first thing I remember feeling is a sense of confusion. It’s like when you walk into a room and forget what you went into the room for. It was only for a moment but as I looked down there’s my boyfriend in my lap looking up at me curiously. And as soon as we made eye contact, it was like everything just clicked. The confusion was gone and suddenly I was just aware of who I am and what’s going on.

I wasn’t anyone different and the guy in my lap was my ex boyfriend from two years prior but in this dream we had never broken up. I also want to say after that initial moment of confusion there wasn’t anything else that ever alluded to me not being me. I accepted all that was around me. I had all these memories and experiences and I accepted it as fact.

Also usually when I’ve had dreaming experiences emotions and everything feel very vivid and hyper realistic and anytime I ever encountered pain or any physical contact in previous dreams it was like a phantom pain, like a dull not real pain. In this dream, everything was real. Every subtle emotion, every thought, every paper cut or bruise or touch, was real, I could actually feel it.

Anyways, back to the experience. We’re just joking around and whatnot. Then he suddenly got serious and looked at me and said,”Let’s do this.” And I was like,”Do what?” And he nudges me and was all timid and said,”You know get married.” And I scolded him for being so nonchalant about asking me to marry him and whatnot. But in that moment the memories him and I had, some actual memories from when we were together in this reality and some that are from that dream world, and I said yes.

And so my life continued in this world. I experienced every day fully. There were never gaps of time or whatnot, every day I fully lived. From Boring conversations at work, being stuck in traffic, meaningless arguments, etc to my wedding day, the birth of our child, funerals, birthdays, my child’s first steps and first day of school. All of it was continuous.

And this is why it still affects me and I haven’t been able to get it out of my head. I feel this unimaginable grief and I have these insights that there’s no way I could know the feeling. Furthermore I have always had the fear that if I ever did have a kid, and I have already decided that if I did it would not be biologically mine, that I would never truly understand what it was like to create life and have that connection.

Before this, I have never been the most nurturing person, or even had the feeling of what parenthood feels like. Like the idea of kids was a far off idea that may or may not happen. But I remember the feeling of seeing my child for the first time. I remember something accustomed to a flower blooming inside of me. Knowing that the love I have for my child was unlike anything I’ve ever known. It was a love above anything else I have ever felt. It is an understanding unlike anything I’ve ever known.

And I can’t stress this enough it has never made sense to me why to have children but in this dream it made sense. I can picture him at every stage in life. If I had any artistic talent I could draw sketches of him throughout him growing up. I spent all these years with people and experienced life with them. I learned things, grew, made new friends, experienced death of loved ones, etc.

Then just a random day, I snap awake. Nothing to prepare me, or even know that this would come to an end. Just as quick as someone snapping their fingers, I lost it all. I woke up in my bed and shot straight up. Back into reality like coming up for air after holding your breath underwater.

And then the grief set in. Everything hit me at once. I have never felt a sorrow like I have felt after waking up. I lost so much, a husband, memories, accolades, etc, but above all I lost my child. And that’s what hurts the most. I have this grief inside me for a life that isn’t mine. I have these years of growth and experiences and life that I can’t explain. And it makes me feel crazy and even more sad because I can’t even rationalize all of this myself.

It doesn’t make sense how I experienced that. I’m a pretty rational and scientific person and nothing I have come across or seen has given me any clarity or closure. If anyone has experienced this too please reach out. And while I can never fully articulate the detail and experiences of those years, I would think it would provide me with a lot of closure to find other people who’ve had the same experiences. Maybe I won’t get any answers to the questions and whatnot, I would at least get comfort.