Wearing a stamp on my forehead..

When I look around at the world I used to have so much control over, I feel lost. I feel as if I am wearing a stamp on my forehead that says I had a daughter, but she died. I sometimes look at pictures of myself and don't even recognize the person I see anymore. I look at the pictures and I personally can see the sadness in my eyes. I see the emptiness that will never be filled. Can everyone else see this? I walk into a store and I feel like I could scream I have a daughter, but she died. It's like I always want to talk about her, but how can I when there are no new memories to share? All the memories are mostly heartache, sadness and pleading with God to let her come home with me one day. I guess in way she is home, her ashes are with me, but of course that is not what I wanted. Why is it I always want to talk about her, but nobody else does? She had 10 toes 10 fingers, 2 ears, 2 eyes, why does no one ask me about them? The whole world has moved on, and I am here "standing still" wishing I could wake up from this nightmare.