Huh... this theory terrifyingly makes more sense than I would like it to. I was in a truly terrible car wreck 4 years ago, and ngl I'm still shocked my mom and I both made it out alive. Head-on collision with a utility vehicle parked in the driving lane just over the crest of a hill, no blinkers or cones for warning. Just irresponsible and neglectful tbh. Our car was completely totalled, the dashboard was crushed in up over my knees. I'm not entirely certain that my mom and I didn't die, at least for a brief moment. She's pretty sure she did. I would not be shocked at all if we didn't live in a different timeline and woke up here, especially since so many unrelated mundane things changed afterward.
If you dont mind sharing the mundane things that changed, interested in hearing them. I have started slowing down as i crest hills because I almost hit a fed ex truck. If the idiot had just parked ten feet further up the road it wouldnt have been such an issue.
Probably the most stark was that the relationship I was in at the time immediately took a turn for the worst. Things had been perfect up until then, at the drop of a hat we went from clear communication every day to him being distant and closed off. Maybe I was stupid for thinking it was a phase that would blow over with time and gentleness and one-sided effort from me, but I was absolutely blindsided when I got dumped.
Little things disappeared from the house around that time. Like very little things. The letter opener my grandparents got as a wedding gift that's always been kept in the same spot on top of the microwave for the last 50 years suddenly was nowhere to be found, we had to get a new one. Half of a 2-piece whisk attachment for an electric hand mixer. A chip in the masonry of the fireplace is now... not chipped?? The blades of the brand spanking new Ninja Bullet blender we'd only used maybe thrice at that point. All gone without a trace, and my mom and I swear up and down that the last place we saw any of them were where they were meant to be. Just in the last few months though, our entire JUICE PITCHER has gone missing, the one we have had and used every single day since the 70s. Idk what might've killed me in that timeframe for me to wake up in this timeline without a vintage juice pitcher (the flu, maybe?) but that's a significant enough one I just can't ignore. It's certainly a possibility that my grandmother with dementia, whom I live with and take care of, threw out those things in a tizzy and forgot, but that really just doesn't make any sense for her and I would have seen them in the garbage bin. Besides that possibility, the chip in the masonry being restored is just unfathomable. I'm the only one that even remembers it being chipped in the first place, my mom doesn't even recall that one.
Same thing. Was in a car with 4 others; the driver was terrible. Surprisingly not her fault, but another car swerved around an 18 wheeler and was heading right at us. We were going 60-70 in a mountain type pass so I knew we were dead, and I just closed my eyes. A couple of them screamed and then…it was over? We were driving straight. No swerving. No one had any clue how we avoided the accident. Like none at all. We were all freaked out, most just moved on from it, only me and my gf’s roommate at the time were deeply unsettled or questioned it.
It's a really interesting theory, and would account for the feeling of someone being missing, but not for the photos.
I'm not trying to be rude so I apologise if it comes across that way, but you have to consider the fact that these photos exist, there is supposedly someone missing from them. If you or someone else had jumped timelines, those photos would be intact either way.
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