I am not all vengeful angel sometimes I am a heartless demon.
I know shocking. Grief changes people. My grief divided me in two.
Losing my best friend at 15 broke my heart. Most of the time I am an angel other times I am a demon. My mind palace keep both sides in equilibrium. Sometimes I can be distant and in my own little world. Other times I can be the embodiment of sunshine. I will defend my family and friends from my dark side as much as I can but sometimes my dark side sneaks out and makes a mess of my life. I know I am describing myself as two different people. But that's what the grief did to me.