It is almost eerie how well Ed knows me and my psyche and all of my problems, how close we've gotten through letters. He was able to pinpoint, I mean, my exact issues. Things I couldn't have worded better.

"You ought to be more forgiving of yourself, because the plain fact remains, if you are unable to do so, others see this, and because you trod over yourself, so will others... I love you dearly, as family, as a true friend, and as a truly noble soul, worthy of love and praise. You're giving and you go to lengths to put others at ease; you are not picky or petty, nor are you cruel. You, however, have a problem with how you see yourself, unworthy, untalented, ugly, weak. You have allowed people to turn all your most radiant qualities against you, and for their own purpose, you sideline yourself, and so other people find it easy to do so without thinking about it. You see yourself as unimportant, so others follow suit... Remember 3 truths - 1) You are worth it. 2) No one can make you feel, but you. 3) You are beautiful."

I love him. I miss him. Ugh.