Before I tell my story. I want to tell you where I am now. I am a 26 year old female with a masters in information technology and suffer from schizophrenia, anxiety, and paranoia. Currently look for a job now.

Since I was born I had horrible nightmares. My nightmares were so bad I would scream in the middle of the night. My grandfather thought I was being attacked spiritually. I believed it to. I would dream of dying in many different ways, dream of being chased, and dream of being in a puzzle. I remembered my dreams clearly. Still do. From the color of the ground to the clothes people in my dream had on. It felt like I was living in two worlds.  When I got my first computer which was an XP I searched on how to reduce nightmares. I found something that told me to day dream about solving the problem Or saving myself.  I then became addicted to day dreaming. I day dreamed about a man saving me. I would lay in bed after I woke up and day dream of a positive outcome.(It then turned into  something called maladaptive daydreaming)

When I turned 16 years old I finally told my family because I had a dream I made a sandwich which when I woke up I was looking for it. My mom told me she had the same illness when I told her. I went to my first psychologist, got some meds, and therapy. 

My grandpa passed away..and that's when the voices came.  I was laying in bed and heard a bunch of people talking. I looked outside and no one. Then I  had a horrible dream. I dreamed I was falling  in water and heard laughing and then I woke up. When I woke up the voices said "hi I am your angel". I believed them at the time. One was named zero. I believed there were spirits(Not anymore thou) because zero would come in me dreams.  I did not tell my psychologist  because  the voices said they would hurt me.

They told me what to eat, how to dress, what I should and should not say. I gave them control. I got tired of them. They told me to drink water and only water. I asked "what if I don't" and they told me I would die. So I did it and nothing happened. It clicked in my head that they don’t  control me.  At that moment they screamed, and told me horrible things about myself . I then told my psychologist and got on medication. 

This all happened while I was in college getting my associates degree. I then got my bachelors however, it was a struggle with the voices screaming at me and degrading everytime I opened a textbook or talked to someone. I ignored the voices to the point I heard them crying. 

While in my masters program the voices started to become positive. It kind of scared me. All this time there were rude and horrible to deal with..one keeps repeating " Innocent act of forgiveness" (Idk what that means but whatever)

I wanted to tell my story because...no matter what you can do anything. You can BE anything. I struggle a lot still and the medication makes my brain foggy and slow at times. But I will never let that stop me. I want to work and be something. I hope my story helps someone..that no matter what YOU CAN DO ANYTHING!