And I mean in like, The 2011 Japan earthquake where our days literally got faster, COVID because … Y’know. COVID. Etc.
What’s a time in your life you experienced something like that, when was it and what ended up happening to you?
When my mom called me at 5AM to tell me that my dad had a heart attack and was unresponsive
Back when I was living in Germany in 2020, I took a walk around the small city my family used to live. Everything was fine and normal.
But when I walked back home, everything changed for the worst.
Why? Because it was day Covid was declared a pandemic.
I still think about the walk that changed everything!
Every Thursday morning
Last Thursdayism. Damn.
2016 Brexit referendum was quite a turning point.
In the USA the news story the next day was something like, “Most common search query in the UK: ‘What is the European Union?’”
Honestly I’m still surprised the UK didn’t undo it and rejoin. But the world is a crazy place all over.
2016 - woke up and swore at the TV twice that year.
Once for brexit, and again for the US elections.
Never have I had so little faith in humanity.
oh my God it’s been almost 10 years hasn’t it? It feels like it was maybe 3 or 4 to me.
I had a crippling migraine. I thought I was going to die. I crawled to the bathroom and ran the tub, tears streaming down my face. I felt so weak, every movement made my head feel like it was going to explode.
I got my partner to grab me some water and Advil as I lay in the bath. I stayed there all night: head pounding, wishing I was dead, dreaming of drilling a hole in my skull with a power drill just to relieve the pressure behind my eyes.
Eventually, it passed, but it lingered for the rest of the week, consistent, though much less intense.
The following day, I got a call from my mother. She was worried about me. It turns out she’d had a dream that I had died in a bathtub, and she wanted to check in.
Later that day, I saw an article on quantum immortality, and remembered a part from the game Alan Wake, where a TV segment you can come across discusses the theory.
Essentially, at certain moments there is a quantum break, which creates alternate realities, where you, or you conciousness shifts to a universe where you are still alive, but also creating alternate versions where you die.
so basically,you never experience your own death
Sometimes I wonder if I did die in that bathtub. The world I woke up in only seems to be getting stranger and stranger each day.
Or perhaps not. Who knows? There are many mysteries in life. And to many, that’s what gives it meaning.
Who am I to question the incredible strangeness of existence? And who would I be if I pretended to know its secrets? …Evidently, nobody of consequence.
Horrible and weird experience aside, to anyone else reading this: That could have been a brain bleed or aneurism. Not that I’m a doc, but if you ever have pain that severe immediately go to a hospital.
you’re not wrong, in my case i just suffer from chronic migraines, have my whole life. MRI didnt pick up anything unusual, all general tests came back negative, by all defintions i have a “healthy” brain. i live in canada, and the former conservative government cut a lot from healthcare in our province just before covid, so now it takes forever to see a doctor or a specialist. im still getting more tests done, itll just take a while since im in no “immediate” danger, lol.
NDP are trying to re open some hospitals that were closed and build new ones now that they are in power. so hopefully it goes back to like it was before the cons, or maybe better. either way is fine with me, lol.
Hope your path forward is quick and you get a solution to your ails!
I think I experienced the same, but have never tried figuring out if there was a definition of it.
At an after party where we already took a bunch of shit, designer drugs, we decided to hit huge lines of K. I K-holed and woke up next day, feeling like everything was just the slightest bit off.
Family, friends, all without reason, checked in that week. Haven’t touched the stuff since.
I remember explaining having the same phenomenon of a feeling that that was what happens to peoples conscience, everyone has their own dedicated server for their own life to continue, essentially.
I love hearing other people’s brains sharing the same concept as me, wild when a planet of 7+ billion can do that.
I must say that nothing afterwards has ever given me the feeling of This Changes Everything quite the way the fall of the Berlin Wall did.
Two evenings ago I had dinner with a friend who grew up on the other side of the wall. It’s not something that we really talk about very often, but it’s impossible to forget.
Something similar happens to me. I get shocked every time I meet someone who was born in the USSR.
I was at the thrift store the other day and I found a box for $5 for sale that had a piece of the Berlin Wall in it.
I don’t even know why, but I had to snap it up, and now it’s sitting on my little curio shelf.
You got a bargain. I think my parents have a piece somewhere as well. It was world -changing for them.
9/11, 2008, MTHFR diagnosis, COVID shutdowns.
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The first time was the day I had a fight with my older brother and ran away from home. It was scary. I was not even 8. This was in Guangzhou, I only retroactively learned how common kidnappings are in China (caused by the One Child Policy… and yea my parents violated the rule and gave birth to me).
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The day when I first ride in a plane. It was to JFK airport NYC for immigration to the US. I barely remember a thing (I was like 8-10 at the time, I think?), but it feel so strange being lifted away from the ground. Felt like magic. This is probably the moment that defined my political views, my entire life. This is the moment the timeline has split. There’s probably a timeline somewhere I didn’t end up in the US for some reason, and probably ended up in prison for shit-talking the CCP.
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The day I moved to Philadelphia (about 5 years after arriving in the US). Similar, but less significant as literally moving countries. Although, my memories of this day is much clearer. I remember more of the 2 hour car ride than the 10+ hour plane ride. Philadelphia houses were much cheaper. In NYC you basically had to rent forever. Multi-family houses were terrible. Apartments in Guangzhou was also terrible (also no elevators lol). Feels like you have a “Base” for the first time. It was the first time I ever had a bedroom for my self.
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January 6th, 2021. I wasn’t alive during 9/11, but this is the closest thing I witnessed to 9/11. Death toll wise, obviously 9/11 is way worse. But in terms of democracy, this is one of the most significant indicators of the decline of US democracy.
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November 5th, 2024. We all know what happened. It was a tragedy. Was constantly checking the results and on 6th morning, I felt like my country is under hostile occcupation.
I completely agree. Also every day afterward just hoping it’s not going to be bad and just seeing it get worse and worse and worse.
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I think that those moments exist throughout your life, some personal, some shared. As you get older, more seem to happen more often but the emotional drama seems to reduce.
For example in no particular order, here’s a few:
- The day my grandfather died
- The first space shuttle launch
- Challenger exploding
- Leaving my birth country
- Returning to it over a decade later
- Becoming unemployed for 18 months
- September 11
- COVID
- Brexit
- Trump being elected the second time
- The Berlin wall coming down
- Deepwater Horizon
- Getting a medical diagnosis
- Asking my partner to travel around the country
- Getting paid a wage the first time
- Standing in the bathroom of the first house I lived in on my own
Back in 2001 I slept with the radio on and was on the US west coast. So I literally woke up September 11th to live breaking news that life would never be the same.
I woke up just in time to turn on the TV and see the 2nd tower get hit.
COVID didn’t feel like it was going to change everything all at once at first to me. Lots of “2 weeks and it’ll be over” talk. Then reality slowly set it.
9/11 felt like all at once to me, same with the second Trump election. Like I woke up and things were different.
Yep 9/11 for me too. There was a real feeling nothing would ever be the same again.
I think it was 2022, when Russia attacked to the Ukraine. I couldn’t believe it happened. I couldn’t understand why and why Russia made such an asshole move. Why start a war in Europe, when all you needed to do was make trade and get your land straight up to rich. How stupid you need to be to think otherwise?
I was MASSIVELY hung over on 911 and had my cbc radio on as I exited my room. I thought it was a radio drama. It made everything go sideways and thought the world was ending for a bit.
was it really that big of a deal? i’m european and can’t really understand whether people want to make it seem like such a big deal, or whether it actually really had anything to do with most people’s lifes?
It was that big of a deal. I was in my early 20s and the event was devastating for multiple reasons. We didn’t understand what exactly was happening or why. Suddenly the country was being attacked in spectacular fashion at multiple locations simultaneously (it wasn’t just New York, it was also Washington, DC, then another flight that the passengers fought back so it didn’t reach the terrorists’ destination).
Whoever did this had planned super well and knew how to get us. We didn’t know who or why, what was going to happen next? Would bombs start blowing up in major cities? Was this a chaotic prelude to an invasion by another military? No option seemed impossible in those early hours as we watched the carnage live.
Not american but I think it was the sense that war only happens far away for america, so 911 was a huge shock?
What’s the biggest building in your nation’s largest city?
Knock it down killing everyone inside.
Big deal, or nah?
Well, while utterly terrible, that would pretty much only affect people here in our nation, that’s not something that would give the feeling that “the universe had just changed”.
I mean the post was asking about a time you thought the world was ending.
I was 18. When I say hangover I mean coming down off some Lucy in the sky with diamonds. Lol so when I heard the radio being all shouts and people freaking out I definitely thought it was all about to go world war 3. Looking back obviously it wasn’t life ending for me but I’ll say, it permanently changed how north America treated air flights and media started getting crazier then. Things were different in North America after that.
I don’t think it was the destruction of the building, but rather the implications of the inevitable maybe century to follow which would bring reduction in human rights, war, chaos, political upheaval.
One could argue that the political chaos were in right now could be traced back to 9/11. I was relatively young on the day, but still an adult who fully grasped the fork in the road this would take us down, and I was not wrong or overreacting.
It was our Franz Ferdinand.
9/11 was absolutely a start if not the absolute turning point to the madness that afflicting this country today.
It was one of the most life-changing events in our country’s history. Hell, I was in first grade on the total opposite side of the country. (Living in Las Vegas NV at the time) had no relation to anyone in New York or anywhere even close to that area, and even I could feel the impact.
It was a total cultural shift in every sense of the word for the US. It was the first time in our history that a foreign power had directly attacked us on our own soil. And even more than that, the most unifying time in our nation’s history as well, oddly enough.
thanks for sharing your perspective. i feel like i’m starting to understand what you all would have felt like.
I was just a kid and school was dismissed early and we were sent home without knowing why, but the rumor was that there was a terrorist attack (somewhere).
I got home being glad school was cancelled, and was shocked to see my dad and Mom both home from work (very unusual) and both very serious and scared, watching the TV of the building on fire. And then the second plane crashed into it on live TV. And then one collapsed. And then the other. And all those people died. There was a special service at our church. Lots of people came, lots of people were upset. Our pastor gave a sermon about tragedy and how God gave us strength to get through. Suddenly American flags were everywhere, with slogans like “Pray for America” and "Freedom isn’t Free. People were making magnets, tshirts, even 8½ x 11 color printouts we got from our school. I had it in my room for a long time.
And then our country was going to war with a completely different country that wasn’t related. And then with the country that was related. And there were anti-war protests at the high school. And the Patriot Act, and Bush/Cheney reelected…
I’d say it was the biggest world event of my childhood. COVID topped it in scale, but they’re the only two world events in the same category for me.
I was in second grade when they changed the way that Wednesday is spelled.
It used to be Wendsday, at least that’s how it was spelled in the universe I came from.
Nothing has really made sense since.
was that isn’t how you spell Wednesday? how else would you spell it?
edit: oh shit i mistook “spelling” for pronouncing
Much lighter than the other comments, but waking up to the Luka Doncic trade was nuts
DUDE! I barely follow basketball and I was like WTF? One of our radio stations had Luca’s Mom as a recurring guest and she’s hilarious. Gonna miss her too.
