A dominant voice
Up to the age of seventeen I never felt like I fitted in school so I left and got married very very young. My girlfriend became pregnant, so I got married and became a father at seventeen. But I never told her about the abuse or the voices. We went on to have three children and we went through a lot of bad times. In the thatcher years- you know the recessions – and no work. I got involved in organized crime. I didn’t really want to but I wanted to fend for my family so it was something I got drawn into really. I did find work but we had accrued – well we were in so much debt. Our house was threatened with repossession, and we had no income hardly – and through the stress and depression the voices started to return.
I can always remember it was a Friday tea-time and I’d just got paid and I was walking through Sheffield town centre and I was hit with a real booming dominant voice, and this voice kept saying - 'Your Mickey McAvoy – you’re worth millions!' Now Mickey McAvoy was the guy that robbed the Brinks mat gold. I foolishly believed what this voice was telling me and I walked into the first pub I found and brought everybody a drink! And then brought them another one thinking I was a millionaire! So you can imagine my wife’s response when I went home but I couldn’t explain what was going on because it was just so, so confusing.