"There aren't enough words to explain how grateful I am"

A month ago I was in the worst place mentally I ever have been. I was suicidal, self harming and ending up in a&e multiple times a month. I snapped and took an overdose. I was found and taken to a&e. I was seen by a horrible doctor who seemed to think that all the problems I have in life and the reason I self harm is because I don't have a boyfriend. Never mind the fact that I've been diagnosed with various mental health conditions including bpd. After his treatment I was very upset. I was taken to a ward were every single one of the other doctors and nurses I saw were beyond lovely, they went above and beyond their duty. One nurse sat with me for an hour while I cried and had a panic attack.

After I was medically fit I was seen by two members of the crisis team. These two women although they probably don't realise it, are likely to have saved my life. They were down to earth and spoke to me like I was an actual human instead of a chore they had to get through before they could go home. For the first time ever, I was offered follow up treatment, which I'm now receiving and will hopefully be helpful. One of the workers argued my case for me against the university when they tried to kick me out for being to unstable. She's managed to restore my faith in the mental health services and has actually given me hope that there's a possibility life might get better. I genuinely believe that if it wasn't for the crisis teams intervention, I would undoubtedly be in a much worse place, possibly dead.

There aren't enough words to explain how grateful I am