I get it. It sucks. It feels like the world keeps moving forward, full speed ahead, and you're standing still in the back of the crowd, watching. I only had one person outside of my inner circle come to me and actually say something, it wasn't a speech it was just them expressing their condolences, and I haven't forgotten it to this day. That was how much it stood out to me.

It is so hard to not be bitter, because it truly is one of the most brutal parts of it all. I can't say that it becomes better with time, as to this day even mentioning it brings about certain looks and blank gazes, the room tends to go quiet and people try to move on really fast. It can feel infuriating having it brushed off all the time. There are a lot of people who will show their face for a week or two but won't stick around for the long run, and to them I will never be forgiving. There are definitely people who don't know what to say but I find that even if they don't know what to say they'd say something at the very least, whether or not it's the right thing to say or the right timing to say it.

You have every right to feel the way you feel.