This past week rocked me.
I’m 26 years old and I had a heart attack.
Saying that still feels insane. The doctors diagnosed it as pericarditis — inflammation around my heart — and just like that everything slowed down whether I wanted it to or not. One minute I’m planning shows, thinking about rollout strategy, locked in on music… next minute I’m staring at hospital ceiling tiles trying to breathe through the fear.
I won’t sugarcoat it.
I was scared.
But I also learned something really fast — I’m not alone.
The Love Hit Different
The texts. The DMs. The calls. The prayers. The random “bro you good?” check-ins. The paragraphs from people I haven’t talked to in years.
That love hit different.
When you’re laying in a hospital bed and your body just reminded you it’s not invincible, the support feels louder. Warmer. Realer.
Fans, friends, family — you carried me this week. You really did.
Sometimes you don’t see your impact until life forces you to stop moving long enough to feel who’s standing around you.
I felt it.
And I’m grateful beyond words.
“Whisper in My Ear” — February 27
Life shook me, but the music is still moving.
“Whisper in My Ear” featuring Jak Fiddler drops February 27th.
Then March 13th, my EP We Found Your Things, Stranger comes out.
These records feel different now. There’s weight in them I didn’t fully understand until this week. When you go through something that reminds you how fragile life is, you hear your own lyrics differently.
You sing differently.
You breathe differently.
I can’t wait for you to hear where my head and heart were at — and where they are now.
The Tour
Yeah… this part hurt.
We had to cancel the tour.
Trust me, that wasn’t easy. I was ready to see you. Ready to be on stage. Ready to move.
But I’m on heart meds now. Anti-inflammatories. Monitoring. Slowing down. Actually respecting my body for once.
So we’re working on postponing everything for later this year once I’m cleared and strong again. It’s not cancelled forever. It’s postponed. There’s a difference.
When I step back on stage, it’s going to mean something deeper.
Dear Therapist…
The album fund with Greg and Fernando is still alive and building.
The album is called Dear Therapist, What’s Eating J.Edmond?
And we’ve already raised $400+ so far. That blows my mind.
This project was already personal. Therapy. Growth. The stuff I don’t always say out loud. And now after this week? It’s layered in a way I couldn’t have planned.
Life really said, “Oh you want to write about what’s eating you? Let’s talk about your heart.”
Wild.
But we’re building something honest. And that means everything to me.
Where I’m At
I’m taking this slow.
No rushing. No ego. No trying to prove I’m “fine.” I’m going to do everything in my power to get back to full health the right way.
Because music is my heartbeat…
But right now protecting my actual heartbeat comes first.
This week reminded me:
• I’m human.
• I’m loved.
• I’m not invincible.
• And I’ve got more to do.
Thank you for rocking with me through one of the hardest weeks of my life.
And on a real note — since I’m stuck slowing down for a bit — if anybody plays Animal Crossing, Wizard101, or Mario Kart World… let me know.
If I’ve gotta rest, I might as well catch a few W’s online.
Love y’all. Some Way
— J.Edmond 💛
P.S. I included a track here of a preview of one of the songs on the album with Greg and Fern that fits all this!