People just automatically assume that because I am participating in society that I am fine now or that I am over it, as if they presume that somebody who is grieving must stay home and stay hidden until they are okay to come out, like a bear that’s been hibernating for the winter. You don’t want to be that person who can’t be around babies or pregnant women and even though you never would wish what you have been through on anyone else, secretly deep down you’re asking “Why did they get to keep their baby but I didn’t?”