When I Fainted At My Graduation, The Hospital Called My Parents

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Four weeks before graduation, I was still the girl who said yes to everything. Napkin samples for Darlene’s engagement party. Airport runs for Aunt Carol. Double shifts at the coffee shop so I wouldn’t have to ask anyone for gas money.

“Grace handles it,” my mom would tell people. “She’s our easy one.”

Easy. Like I was a setting on a washing machine.continue reading …