Welcome to Just Break Up, the podcast about love, heartbreak, and all the relationship advice you don't want to hear.

My name is Sierra de Mulder.

And I'm Sam Blackwell.

And today we're going to answer a letter from somebody whose family is making it hard to be kind.

But before we begin, we just want to give you our Surgeon General's warning, which is that Sierra and I are not licensed mental health practitioners.

No, we are not.

We're not professionals.

We are not trained in any of this.

So please take our advice as you see fit.

We're only here to offer our humble musings to hopefully shed some understanding and maybe

some laughs about the incredibly rewarding, but mostly confusing experience that is lerv. Love.

Love. Yeah. Love of all types. Yes. All right. Let's get into today's letter. So today's letter comes from

Little Miss Looking for the Light, whose pronouns are she, her, who is writing from a tiny room in my grandma's house.

Hello, Sam and Sierra, or Sam and Sierra, if you're tired of the Salmon Sierra joke.

Salmon Sierra.

Never tired of it, ever.

Never tired.

It's still funny.

Every time.

It literally is to me.

I initially typed out a long-ass letter, but I'd like to keep this somewhat short and sweet.

Do you have any words of encouragement for folks like me who want to keep practicing kindness,

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