Yes, one saturday I woke up feeling that my heart had stopped and I couldn't breathe and then my hole inner started to vibrate (as I've heard is common also with people having OBE's) and I swoshed away. The reason I haven't enjoyed talking about it much apart from people not believing it is that it was, at least now in retrospect, quite diffuse (although the actual experience had nothing fuzzy about it, I was back home and it felt 110% real). I don't have perfect clear memory of everything as some people having had NDE's claim. I can't set what happened into a chronological order. But I remember meeting old friends and there were no words spoken, it was feelings and just understanding.. I guess. It felt like being back from a long and tiresome journey, and finally you're home again and everything is allright and I felt so relieved. I also remember setting up what my life should be about, or what some challenging factors would be... or this is how it felt like atleast and I have been thinking about that a lot and how to understand it. When I was back again I was pretty devastated. I went down stairs for breakfast and met my younger brother in the stairs, grabbed him by the shoulders and said something to the effect of "are you alright, is everything ok with you? I'm here to help" and he just looked at me like I was messing with him. Its been complicated. I come for a strict upbringing and a pretty dysfunctional and somewhat abusive family (not physical) where education and dedication and being the best at what you do was pretty much the only thing that counted as far as my dad was concerned, and he called the shots. I just realized that all of that from the point of my experience was just completely irrelevant. So we never quite got along after that, although he's a devote christian. (Things are better now though, happy to say) And yet, I've been going through school and pushed hard at whatever I've been up to... but at times it has been feeling pointless. Right after the NDE I decided to try to forget the whole thing because nothing about my experience fit with how my life was. School felt like a joke, most things sounded like bullshit to me and I became quite critical and cynical about the world early on.
I've since come to realize that you can still try hard to achieve, but I'm trying hard to not let my ego get carried away but to regard it more as practice and the bettering of myself.. and try to deliver positive messages with what I do (which is art and composing music)