So Saturday was my first day back to work. It wasn't that bad. But Sunday this woman that works with me came up behind me and was like "How much longer do you have??" and I kinda just looked at her like "Bitc* do I look pregnant to you?" and before I could answer she was like "Oh did you have her already?" so then I had to tell her about what happened. And of course I get the typical response "oh i'm sorry" I'm starting to get to the point where I dont even respond when people say they're sorry. Sometimes I dont even know how I should respond - do you say thank you?? I also work with a bunch of females so theres a lot of pregnant people there and I get so sick of seeing them & hearing about their pregnancy. Everytime somebody has a baby they send out emails letting everybody know so & so had their baby and she/he weighed ..blah blah. I delete every email and want to punch the computer screen. I'm not sure if EVERYBODY knows what happened with Brooklynne, but I feel like people stare at me and sometimes I wonder if they're thinking in their head "poor girl" - I dont want people feeling sorry for me, bc they dont understand my pain. I wish I could scream and tell everybody how bad it hurts but I can't. I guess my streak of feeling OK is over bc I feel horrible today. I feel really down. I dont even want to go to work. I hope everybody has a good day.
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