I actually saw Jesus back in January. He appeared in a miraculous way through my mum in that it wasn't my mum speaking anymore but Jesus speaking through her, the eyes and face expressions were of Jesus. And no I wasn't having a psychotic episode. One night He put his hand on my head before I went to bed and said "Brendan, tonight's going to be a night of transformation, new eyes, new brain, new everything, and the next morning when I woke up I felt like a new person. Then when He made food for me I ate it and my stomach felt a lot better. One moment there was an ad on tv with people taking God's name in vein, and both me and my mum felt disturbed, my mum said "That disturbs me" and I said "Me too", and all of a sudden Jesus said through her to me "That's because you both have the Holy Spirit" with a smile. He also knew all my passions and the things I enjoyed (we're talking about January so I was closer to my normal self). At that point I had three doses of invega so I wasn't so bad, and actually was moved into tears a few times. I just wish I had advocated for myself then to get out of these invega injections, my life would have been better now.