So it’s almost been 3 months since I’ve lost my son, some things have gotten easier but things are still tough. Tomorrow is my first day back to work in 3 months and I don’t know how I feel about it. I’m excited to earn a pay check and not have to spend my days cleaning and organizing to feel some kind of purpose, but laying here trying to fall asleep and thinking about all the people who knew I was leaving because I was pregnant, is going to be hard to face them.

Not sure what exactly the point of me posting this is, but I just wish I could fall asleep. (11:05pm)