Today was my first day back at work after losing Millie. I knew it was going to be hard, but I didn't know quite how hard. The worst part wasn't even seeing my glowing pregnant coworkers. The worst part was filling out the paperwork to have her removed as my dependent. I could not keep from crying. I know I had to fill it out so my employer doesn't have to keep paying for her insurance, but signing a form saying she's no longer my dependent felt like I was saying she's no longer my daughter. It was very, very painful.
It also felt like the "official" mourning is over and people are going to expect me to be functional and fine when I don't feel even close to fine.

