Tag Archives: Jemma Dooreleyers

Calling Anyway

When my friends ask me over FaceTime how I’m doing, I tell them that I spend a lot of time crying. It’s easier than admitting that I can’t seem to get out of bed before 2 p.m. Or wash the … Continue reading

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