I'm Tired of Being "the Grief Person"

I’m tired of being “the grief person.”

The one people look at with sympathy. The one they talk about in hushed tones. The one they’re careful around because they don’t want to say the wrong thing.

The one whose pain defines them.

I used to be more than this. I used to be funny. Lighthearted. Someone people wanted to be around because I made things better, not heavier.

But now? Now I’m the person who lost someone. And that’s all anyone sees.