First of all, I am so sorry for your loss. We are all here for you!
I've had two miscarriages, both at 6 weeks. One in January 2015 (literally just got married!) and I didn't know I was pregnant. Horrendous period, felt very poorly. Weirdly I coped fine, and we put it down to because we weren't trying to have a baby, we didn't have our hopes up. I was upset, but we coped.
Second was March 2016. Once again heavy bleeding, feeling dizzy. Took myself to A&E as I was in the middle of shopping in Nottingham and told it was an unviable pregnancy and had to have a D&C. It broke me. We had been trying since Nov 2015.
I can not explain how I felt. I felt disgusting and unclean. So so so so angry. My husband was amazing; he had a few slip ups like pointing at a cute toddler or asking to see Zootopia at half term, but otherwise he was supportive as he could be. Others... not so much.
One manager at work told me that I shouldn't be so upset as "it's not a real baby anyways". I was badgered daily on when I was returning to work by upper management. (I'm a nurse). I kept it private (only a few people knew) & one manager did ask for people not to contact me. That didn't happen.
I couldn't sleep at all, cried endlessly. Always was bleeding which didn't help. In about 6 weeks, 4 friends announced they or their wives were pregnant which was so hard. I explained politely that I will have not talk to them for a while and distance myself. Weirdly the male friends were amazing and supportive while the female friends weren't so much. One of them would send me scan pictures or baby clothes pics; yes I knew she was excited but a little compassion would have been nice.
In May, My lovely parents took me back to their home in Norfolk for a few days which really helped; got me out of the house, got me to talk about it and helped me make some decisions.
First decision was to be open and honest. I texted/made an FB post and told people to their faces "we lost a baby". I'm such an exceptionally private person but the support I got was amazing. Saying it loud helped me and a lot of my friends told me it had happened to them too, and how they coped. Husband told his work team and took a week or so off.
Second decision was to not return to my place of work. I had been signed off work for 6 weeks, but they lost the sick note, would ring me endlessly, email, text... I hated the place anyways so I applied for a new role in a new town, and handed in my notice.
Third decision was constant communication with my husband, our family and our friends. If I felt shit, I said. If the sound of a baby crying upset me, I'd walk away. I couldn't watch TV shows with pregnancy in (I think Big Bang theory had a pregnant lady in so husband would never watch while I was at home) so I'd do something else. I also "communicated with myself" and kept a diary, even if it was just a grade out of 10 how I was feeling.
Fourth decision was that when we felt right, we would try again.
We are pregnant now with our little boy and it's nearly a year on. I was offered very little to no support from my GP and the hospital following my miscarriage, and some days I felt like I was inside out and a failure as a wife, woman, and daughter. Surround yourself in positive things, do what makes you feel right and good and be open and honest. Good luck.