"Voices were pressuring me to end my life and threatening to harm my family if I didn’t. Whoever was behind the threats and persecutions seemed to have access to media like my TV and radio. They seemed like they could break into your home, pump psychotropic gas into your room, poison your food and water. You couldn’t fight back, because you didn’t know who you were fighting against. This is what my psychosis felt like. But getting diagnosed with schizophrenia meant that the voices weren’t real and that I wasn’t in danger anymore. My clarity returned with the medication. Even if you have a mental health condition, it’s not the end of the road. Your caregivers, supporters and loved ones are ‘the unsung heroes’. Anyone who has recovered doesn’t make the journey alone nor is capable of doing so. It takes a community or village to pull the patient out of the pit he’s in."