“You are lucky I got out of bed for this… What is the point of these bios, there’s actually no benefit to doing them… Silly Head I was told to say. Hi!… When Brain was at his lowest point, I knew he needed someone like me, Depression.
However, me and Brain haven’t spoken in a while since he decided he was better than me and the other Silly Heads… He knows I hated exercising… He knows I hated talking… He knows I hated socializing…
And what does he do?… Does it anyway. Who wants to be fit and have friends anyway… no point!
The rumour has it he was starting to see how positive his life actually is, showing gratitude and setting out his life ambitions.
I always thought when life threw negativity at him, he’d come crawling back… but he didn’t, maybe because I moved out of his head onto a sketch pad… Stupid counselling”.