Grief changed my personality. Not just my emotions. My personality. Before Stuart died, I could chat to anyone. I didn’t think twice about bumping into people I knew. After he died, I found myself trying to disappear. I’d wear headphones with nothing playing through them. I’d wear sunglasses when it wasn’t sunny. Anything that helped me avoid being noticed. For a long time, I thought there was something wrong with me. Now I understand there wasn’t. Grief had changed how I experienced the world.