Going Under

Have you ever drowned?
I have. They say it can takes as little as twenty seconds to drown, I don't know about that, but I do know that while your body flails and you gasp for breath to only fill your lungs with more liquid, your mind goes blank, you panic and it feels like an eternity.

This bags the question why I would willingly agree to be drowned again, and again. The answer isn't that simple.

You see, I died that very first time and while the paramedics tried to resuscitate me and my parents went through their own turmoil, I had crossed over into what I assumed to be a dream where I watched myself die, I wouldn't fully understand what I seen until fifteen years later when a man named Dr. Gabriel Reid tracked me down.

This is the man who changed my life, by repeatedly ending it and then kick starting it again.