All. The. Time. Seriously, though, I feel like that has continued to happen throughout my whole life. The “something” has changed over time, but there is always one thing that I want back that I used to have. It’s always something that I get so used to it feels like an extra limb. Does that make sense? Then when it’s gone I am thrown off, and it takes me a while to bounce back. It has been people, experiences, places, etc. Any sort of thing can become engraved into you if you take your guards down and let it.