Right before we die, our lives will flash before our eyes. Your brain is trying to convince you to fight for your life, to not give up. It's not gonna show you all your accomplishments. It's not gonna show you your kids, your wife, your career. You see that, you'll probably feel like you've lived a great life and just give up.
It's gonna show you every piece of cheesecake you turned down cuz you were dieting. Every pretty smile you ignored because you wanted to be a good man...
Anything you regret, or left on the table. Maybe you'll come back maybe you dont.
No regrets. I'll die in peace.
Or fat.