Timmy Dawson is a 40 year old single man who lives alone on a council estate. Bless him.
This report is based off me meeting with Mr Dawson for five minutes now and again, during brief interviews in an outpatient clinic in April 2018. He had a dishevelled appearance and stunk of alcohol. His beer belly was busting out of his shirt.
Mr Dawson heralds from Widnes and is an only child. He had no contact with his father growing up as the guy wanted absolutely nothing to do with a young waster like him. His father was a pot washer in Wetherspoons. Later it appears he met his father at the funfair and attacked him for deserting him. His father later got revenge by ignoring him even more.
He did crap at school and spent his time eating chalk at the back of class. He did have a talent for cooking and one of his teachers encouraged this. He was also very good at rugby league, because he enjoyed getting stuck into people. He obtained ten GCSEs and started studying for A Levels but did not complete them because he decided to use drugs in the daytime instead.
He has held down a number of dogsbody jobs over the years in various derelict deadbeat sweat pits, but has been out of recent employment for over a decade.
He is not currently in a relationship and has zero children (luckily for them).
He is not entirely dumb. He has been reading since his first visit to the library and continues to research conspiracy theories online. He has a keen interest in the delusion of mind control.
Mr Dawson has a criminal history. His earliest conviction was attempted murder in 1997. This led to an early admission into the local nuthouse. The records say that he trapped all his family in their childhood home and tried to torch the place with gasoline. He ran away from the scene saying that his family had been hijacked by demons and that it would be better if they all perished. He was treated with heavy medication on the ward following this episode and had been inhaling creamy buckets of hash at the time. There was a conviction for him assaulting his dad for which he served a custodial sentence. He has been guarded regarding this, but records indicate that he was tanked up at the time, and that his dad pissed him off royally. The records also indicate that he assaulted a number of police officers while getting arrested.
Mr Dawson has a long history of substance misuse. He started using drugs in his mother’s womb. His first offence of attempted murder was in the context of cannabis misuse. He has a history of misusing cocaine because he simply can’t get enough of it. He is under the influence of cocaine whenever he has the funds to afford it.
Mr Dawson’s psychiatric history began with his first conviction and admission into the nuthouse in 1997. The next recorded contact appears to have been in December 2013 at Daresbury Custody Suite. He was positively off his barnet at the time. Due to his extremely disturbed behaviour, he was delivered to the nuthouse in an ambulance with flashing lights. The records indicate that he could not be safely managed at the police station. He was eventually transferred to a less secure nuthouse and made informal. The diagnosis was that he was off his tits due to an overdose of cocaine. He had been snorting big fat stripes off a handheld bathroom mirror prior to his time of admission. It is also noted that he twatted fuck out of the arresting officers around the time of that admission. After discharge from the nuthouse he did not engage with the home treatment team. After New Year 2014 he was brought back to hospital under section 136 and agreed to an informal admission. At that time he reported crazy goings on under the influence of legal highs. He reported taking the drugs because he was bored out of his mind and needed something to do. He described that he was being followed by an invisible anus that was hovering above him like a cloud and putting farting noises into his mind 24/7. He sincerely believes the government has created this anus using secret classified mind control technology. He escaped from the ward shortly after by booting the door down and never returned. He was consequently caught on the run in the next town drinking special brew and brought back into the nuthouse yet again.
During the rest of 2014/2015 there were a shitload of more admissions. In the summer he was caught on Runcorn Bridge experiencing suicidal thoughts. This appears to be yet another psychotic experience regarding the invisible anus. Mr Dawson claims that he was drowning in electromagnetic shit. He wanted to jump onto the concrete below and splatter his brains apart so the government couldn’t preserve his body and hook him up to the invisible anus in hell. There was a diagnosis of paranoid schizophrenia recorded. His solicitor asked for a change of consultant because he believed his doctor was ‘in on it’ and he was transferred to a different nuthouse. He remained there for a year until discharge and has since been on a community treatment order, which basically means that we will never let go of him.
I have now met Mr Dawson a number of times, and his beer gut continues to protrude at an alarming rate. The diagnosis by his previous Responsible Clinician was that of Chronic Drug Induced Psychosis. On reviewing the records I have decided that he is indeed a truly raging schizo of the highest order since he very clearly is a rampant lunatic. In my opinion, there is no hope for Mr Dawson apart from very heavy medication delivered into his bottom via weekly injections.
Mr Dawson is now back at home and very unhappy about being there. He has been at his address for approximately eight years. He does not feel safe there when he is psychotic. During drug use, he hears a wide variety of farting noises both inside and outside his head, in 3D high-definition sound. He claims this is government torture and not very funny at all. He says that he is no longer using cocaine or legal highs, but I don’t believe him. There have been some issues with the neighbours. He kicked down their front door and gained unlawful entry while holding a kitchen knife. He appeared in court for a public order offence. These neighbours have now moved away but he says the new neighbours are just the same as the old ones.
Over the times I have seen Mr Dawson he has been scruffy, sloth-like, and stinking, although he does engage in a wide range of activities including going to the gym and going to a Hearing Voices group in Liverpool. He has hardly any friends as very few people can stand his bad hygiene. There has been one significant incident leading to a short informal admission in July 2017. In brief, he approached a local nursery and began banging on the doors saying that he had to protect the children from predatory Satanists. He was very agitated, shouting, and head-butted a window. The police were called and he was swiftly spirited away to the nuthouse. On admission he reported that he was hearing God’s voice telling him to protect all minors. An increase in heavy medication did him well. He blamed the incident on twenty double shots of Vodka and Red Bull. He did not have a clear recall of what had been going on, and was unhappy about the increase in weekly depot injection. He became quite hopeless about the situation, and an anti-depressant was offered but refused. Since that episode there have been no further incidents. He has avoided illicit drugs and has given up spirits for life. He claims that they are called spirits ‘for a reason’. He does not accept any psychiatric label and maintains that the government is mind-controlling him. He therefore has very limited insight into the true nature of his illness. He would not accept any medication at all if it wasn’t forced into his butt by law once every week. So I conclude that he should be kept on heavy medication for the rest of his natural life.
Mr Timmy Dawson is a 40 year old man with a long history of psychotic illness necessitating numerous admissions into the nuthouse. My opinion is Paranoid Schizophrenia, which he thinks is a big blag. In fact, he does not believe in any kind of mental disorder, apart from depression, which he says is a natural reaction to life. Without medication, the invisible anus in his imagination would be a lot worse. His illness would quickly deteriorate and he would pose a substantial risk to both himself and others. Plus, he would probably want to chuck himself off the bridge again.
Dr D Black