By Tim Stevens Wade Wilson, better known as the mercenary Deadpool, is a badly scarred athletic adult male. He presents as braggadocios and manic, speaking in a manner that can best be described as "stream of consciousness" about anything and everything that captures his interest in that particular moment. The client appears to be quite knowledgeable in a variety of areas, especially those items based in pop culture media. The client continues to make a living predominantly as a soldier of fortune for what he claims to be "any cause that will pay me enough." Possible symptoms of mental illness include memory loss, confused or contradictory memories, visual hallucinations of yellow boxes containing his thoughts spelled out in words, and delusions of grandeur involving being a figure known as Mithras who had a pivotal role in the continued existence of human life.
Unfortunately, this writer cannot provide a formal diagnosis of the client at this time. In session, he is impossible to redirect and provides misleading, irrelevant, incongruous, and outright incorrect information in response to the questions that he does acknowledge and choose to answer. Three of the seven sessions the client has attended have consisted almost entirely of an in-depth discussion of the film D.E.B.S. and how it reflects society's degradation. The writer admits that this was allowed to take place because it was expected that it would offer insight into Wilson's character at some point. Alas, it was simply another exercise in following the client down another dead end. The client has also largely refused to set goals. When he does consider them, they have been unacceptable. For instance, he has suggested that, "getting with Siryn" and "killing the heck out of T-Ray" are perfectly acceptable long term goals for improving his mental health. Enrollment in group therapy, use of medication, and commitment were all rejected by the client without hesitation. To make matters worse, the client spent 20 minutes in the most recent session detailing how he would break into the writer's house and slay the writer's family as a "public service announcement." Attempts at redirection were met with either outright ignoring or the client insisting, "Now, doc, this is important for you to hear."
For these reasons, I must insist that Wilson be placed onto another therapist's caseload. The writer continues to believe that the client would benefit from therapy. Given any version of his life that he or the files on him has detailed, the client has an extensive trauma history dating as far back as his childhood. It seems likely that his "banter" is a coping mechanism and amounts to dissociation. His psychological health was very likely deeply damaged during his time with Weapon X and the Hospice and he has yet to face down those events and deal with them. Also, it is highly likely that the client has a traumatic brain injury from the first time he "died." Sadly, given the state of the therapeutic relationship at this time, the writer is not the correct choice to guide Wilson down the path to mental stability