I think it hits me the most when talking about Jeff, which I love doing. But there's a part of my brain or something that when I do a thought comes to my mind of " oh maybe tomorrow will be different,and I'll see him. I'll be able to kiss him" and then reality hits a split sec. after.
This is when I've noticed I break down the most. Each day feeling this...it's exhausting....and creates so much sadness that I don't have that option and Jeff is not coming back.
I don't like it at all.