Saturday, November 26, 2016
Go, Team Jake!
Here's me and 4/7ths of Team Jake, who are on call 24/7 to provide wake-up calls and remind me to take my meds and send me random texts to remind me I'm loved and provide courtesy laughter for (most of) my dumb jokes and refuse to let me feel like I'm broken and give me big hugs out of nowhere and to tell me gently and respectfully that I have too many shoes, which, of course, I don't because there's no such thing as too many shoes but I play along with our little charade because it makes them feel appreciated and I genuinely appreciate every one of the things—both little and big—that they do for me. Because some days I really need to feel loved and every day they remind me that I am.
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