I am wasn’t sure where to post this, I guess I am just looking for some support and perhaps advice from anyone that has been through this before. Its a long story, I am sorry but I feel if I don’t talk about it I am going to explode. Sorry, its very long… 

I lost my precious little girl yesterday, we have had her since December 12 2013, she was a part of our family and I loved my family, not just a pet. I am a mess, I can’t even function now. 
She was sweet, affectionate, clean, friendly trusting, loyal, in my eyes perfect. I wouldn’t change a thing about her personality (except for a few destructive habits but even now I miss them, I would give almost anything to have her use my bed as a litter box right now, just to have her back)

We had a party saturday. Whenever we have parties at the house bunny is always locked up in her room. Well this time my daughter also had friends over, she took bunny out to have a tea party with her and her friends (they always do this, she sits with my daughter as long as she gets pet and has something to eat). My daughter put her back in her room but someone at some point opened the door and she ran out and hid behind the couch and it is a hard spot to get her of so I left her and decided I would do it later when the party calmed down – it didn;t till 4:30 am. I left the door open to her room so she could run in if she wanted to, but someone kept always closing that door, which I would then open. 

Two hours passed and I finally saw her try to get in her room. However she got scared by people and ran under another couch, a recliner this time (she doesn’t like when the house is full of strangers and hides). 2 hours passed and I knew she has to get to her litter box and she had to eat. I opened the recliner carefully so she wouldn’t be crushed by it opening but was very hard for me to get to her. The room was a disaster due to a demon child (I don’t even feel bad saying that, although I usually do) coming here,his mother left him unattended in the room (not the party room) and I only found out that out when I came to look for bunny. There was an entire bowl of chips scattered on the floor, everything this child could get his hands on he threw on the floor. 

I had to crawl under the couch to get her, because its a recliner its full of metal bars underneath and she didn’t want to come, while I was trying to get her out (she was resisting) her little face got stuck between a metal bar and the floor for a few seconds, I got it out but I am afraid maybe she got her little face hurt. Then I had to pass the resistant bunny between metal bars, and crawl from underneath that couch, she was grunting and at one point made a little squeal grunt, I got scratched up but tried to protect her.
then I got her in her room and closed the door, I made sure she had food and water. She ran right to her litter box because she had held it all in for hours. 
I checked on her at around 3 am, about 4-5 hrs after the couch incident she looked fine.

1pm the next day, my daughter goes to check on her bunny and feed her and she runs out of the room screaming in panic and with the most horrified expression I’ve ever seen. “MAMA SNOW WHITE IS DEAD” I run over and see she is dead, bunny’s belly was still a little warm however she had already began to get hard. my poor little baby was dead. We were hysterical. then my poor child gets the bunny begins carrying around her dead bunny refusing to let us take her away. i am in tears typing this right now, I can;t believe it. We always talked about bunny eventually dying and we were prepared for it, but we talked about bunny dying because she got sick or old. She just died she didn’t look sick or act sick, the day before she was following me around the house (she was always after someone, she didn’t really like to be alone much)     

I miss her, I feel so sorry, bad sad, everything for her death, we weren’t ready for this, we weren’t expecting it, I cry for my child who loved her as much as I did, they were best friends, most of the time together when my daughter was home, she would tell everyone about his bunny (even cashiers at the supermarket) and now she is gone. She was a part of our family and now our family is smaller, she was wonderful and just made me happy to have her, just to know she was there, was litter trained and roamed around free the whole house so she was always there. She was well behaved (as good as it gets for a bunny) and so sweet and friendly, truly a little angel on earth. 

I also feel so guilty, like I should of tried harder to get her to her to her faster, I should have locked her in her carrier, maybe I hurt her when I forced her out from underneath the recliner, I should have asked someone to help me get her out (I needed to get her out as someone was going to sleep there)  maybe she ate chips off the floor when I wasn’t looking and that made her sick. I am trying to figure out what killed her was it chips that she maybe ate, was it not using her litterbox for so long, not eating, maybe I broke her when I forced her out from under the couch?

I don’t know what to do with myself anymore. I can’t work properly, I can’t eat, I can;t sleep and it pains me too much to dry my daughters tears, all she did was talk about her bunny yesterday, she at one point said her bunny wasn’t dead and we made a mistake and buried her alive (we didn’t she was dead) this bunny would come to my daughter and lick her and sit with her when she cried, when she was sick she would lie down with her, she would follow her around the hose, my daughter even would walk her outside. She had so many plans for her and her bunny this year, we were even having a birthday party for Snow White in 2 weeks- my daughter planned it. 
How have you coped with the loss of your bunny? How have you helped someone deal with it. She is comforted a little when I tell her bunny is in heaven and with her mother, fathers and sisters and brothers and she is watching you but that doesn’t last long. 
How long before you were back to “normal” after the passing of a loved one?