Friends Don't Lie

I’ll come right out and say it: I finished ST4 Vol2. I liked some parts. I despised others. I think Russia needs to quit it, I’m really not invested whatsoever besides my love for Joyce and her love for Hop. I think baiting us with gay storylines and not following through is absolutely weak and unnecessary. In terms of new characters, I think Argyle deserves more love and Eddie is perfect. Next question? 

I saw a tiktok about Eddie’s uncle consistently replacing missing posters of his nephew that had been desecrated by townsfolk, slandered by fellow citizens. 

It called his nephew “a little lost lamb” and “not the monster.” 

And that just hit me right in my heart. 

How many times had Eddie cried himself to sleep, tears soaking through his tattered pillow as he attempted to muffle the sound of his sobs 

How many times had Eddie silently rejoiced, internally busting into a happy dance, every time the Hawkins crew returned to his rescue and didn’t abandon who everyone else deemed a lost cause 

How many times had Eddie fallen in love with someone, wholeheartedly and truly, only to realize those vulnerable moments they shared were never enough to win his entry back into teenage society 

Eddie is indeed not a monster, but a sacrificial lamb

Self care is listening to every cover of Everybody Wants to Rule the World that I can find on a road trip while thinking about the ST gang

I’m so terribly, terribly caught up in my feelings about Eleven’s small moments of false comfort, solace, peace with Peter. A glint of light in her dark world. A respite from the pain. A friend. Who was Just Like Her. 

Except. He wasn’t. The moments were all for naught. 

And yet, amongst all the betrayal, the hurt, the lies, she fought-- no, fights-- for Love.