“he’s built of love” your tags always, always make me cry but the lover/fighter post really hit different for me. a life of trauma he never got to see the other side of...a whole world he never got to explore because he was still trying to shake the shackles of his pain and previous trauma. eddie deserved better and we’ll never get to know how he could’ve grown, how he could’ve shown his love to the losers and to the world. it feels almost suffocating in its unfairness?
first off, i’m so sorry i subjected you to my, hmmm. strongly-medicated? tags hdsksjjs i really just hit queue when maybe i should have hit draft. but!! i don’t regret it if it brought you here and also added something for you bc like. always here to talk abt eds, you know?
i feel this incredibly deeply, and i’m really sorry that you’re in this space of having to feel so strongly over this (bc it sucks) but as my friend said earlier, YANVA (you are not vibing alone). which doesn’t make it better exactly but at least there’s some comfort to be found in like mindedness, i think.
bc this is it!!! this is it for me, this is what tragedy comes down to in the general sense of the losers (loss) and particularly with eddie specifically (loss of a chance/denial of opportunity/a life of having other people’s limitations and expectations imposed upon him and being asked to swallow them whole, take your meds, eds, they’ll help you, you’re too delicate, eddie, you’re sick and you shouldn’t play with those nasty boys). it’s just incredibly fucking tragic to me that eddie is a character who is so loyal, so strong, who manages such heroic feats and moments of unflinching bravery despite the structure of his entire life and the way trauma has constructed the scaffolding for his selfhood... that he’s all of this and yet never gets to see who he could be on the other side. like they’re fighting because they promised, they’re fighting because someone has to, and they’re fighting for their lives, which means to survive—-but they’re also fighting for the chance to see what life is after this, and while it’s incredibly eddie that he would see death as the very real risk and still act anyway, that he would give his life for his friends, that doesn’t make it any less devastating or tragic that he never gets to experience the peace and ability to grow that they’re fighting for. like his death scene is incredibly moving in the text! eddie’s sense of clarity (which @bookeddie was talking abt the other day and i always rec hitting her up for eddie content) breaks my heart, like... this is not bad at all. the light flowing through... it’s a sense of catharsis, i guess, this clarity that comes from pain, yes, but i think—importantly—action that was his choice. it’s a passage that hits me in the heart! but i just can never get over the feeling of. how it’s catharsis in motion, how he should have gotten to experience that clarity not just for that moment, but for the rest of his life. i don’t think i’m making any sense anymore (and am actually about to crash again, i think) but it just comes down to that suffocating unfairness: when eddie gets to see for himself with complete clarity how much he can do, and how brave and loyal and strong he is, with nobody trying to hide it or take it away from him, be it his mother or magical forces, it’s his last moments. and it just deeply sucks because it should have been the first moments of the rest of his life, not the last moments of a half-lived one.















