I remember as a kid i was making a snow fort that had collapsed on me while i was inside. One of my friends was in the garage like 20 meters away, but all the snow on top of me i couldn't breathe, and when i would open my mouth to yell for help it would either be muffled or snow would pile into my house so i resulted in kicking my leg around that was hanging out and eventually my friend noticed and ran over and dug me out.
I remember sitting there thinking i was going to die (i was a kid, after all) and i was strangely okay with it. I had accepted it and i remembered thinking it wasn't all that bad suffocating to death. I remember i had a state of mind similar to "it'll only hurt for a moment, and then i won't feel anything anymore"
That's kind of related, right?
Right? D: