Narcan is one helluva drug. I’ve overdosed on fent twice. First was pretty minor, just a normal opiate overdose. 1 narcan and I was back up and running just fine instantly. She said it literally felt like hitting the power button on me, and it really kinda felt the same way. But eventually I relapsed again, and ended up snorting a quarter of the fentiest fent press to ever fent and had a TRUE fent overdose. My partner gave me 3 narcans and I didn’t come back. She had to get on top of me and start doing CPR for quite a while for me to wake back up. I couldn’t hear during this, but I knew I was totally fucked when I started seeing dead people I dearly missed and shadow people.

Idk, for me at least. I was raised to believe that everyone who wasn’t a born again Christian would spend all eternity in the worst firey torment that is inconceivable for humans to comprehend. I actually lost my mind a bit over it as I was deconverting. I’m past all that now but I kinda worry that a prolonged death experience could bring back all those really awful fears.