---BIG TRIGGER WARNING FOR THIS STORY--- || PICTURES OF SELF HARM || PICTURES IN HOSPITAL || PICTURES OF SECURE UNIT || DISCUSSIONS OF SELF HARM AND CHAPTERS ABOUT SUICIDE || This is my story from the day my hallucinations started to the day I began recovering. My diagnosis is Emotionally Unstable Personality Disorder, with Psychosis and constant auditory and visual hallucinations. I'd often imagine me about to jump from a bridge, and someone trying to talk me down but nothing they said would stop me. I was so sure dying was the only way to end my suffering, I even bought antifreeze to kill myself with, then suddenly I decided this wasn't how I wanted things to end and I was imagining that I was the person trying to talk down the jumper, that I wanted to be the one to save people and stop them from making the bad decisions I almost made. So without any help from medical professionals and on a medication that made my hallucinations and nightmares worse, I made changes to my life enough that I could finally start living normally. I hope that if you're someone struggling with mental health, whether it's a similar story to mine or completely different, you're still not alone, and things WILL get better no matter how bad it feels at the time. Take care and please don't feel pressured to read my whole story. I know it's a tough read.