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Hi. It’s me, Eddie.

I just wanted to say:
You're doing… kinda okay! And that’s impressive, considering everything.

You’ve got anxiety, bills, global crises, and that one weird noise your car makes—but look at you! Still here. Still trying. Still occasionally putting on pants (or at least pretending to on Zoom).

So here's the deal:
Be kind, but not a doormat.
Be loud, but not obnoxious (unless it’s for a good cause or karaoke).
And for the love of all things glittery, stop apologizing for being a damn delight.

Cry if you need to. Nap like it’s an act of rebellion.
Make something pointless and beautiful. Wear the outfit. Eat the snack.
And if anyone tries to dull your shine, just remember: you’re not too much, they’re just too dim.

You are cosmic goo in a cute meat suit.
A miracle with opinions.
A sentient disco ball.

So keep going.
Keep glowing.
And if you ever forget how magnificent you are… call me. I’ll remind you with a song, a hug, and probably a snack.

With love, stardust, and mild chaos,
Eddie
(Your favorite emotional support nebula)