I feel this sense of compartmentalization come over me often as I process everything. I believe it due to the fact that I've had to do that almost the whole time I was married. My husband was very very ill, and I cared for him, while working full-time, attending school, running our household, etc. I had to learn to wear different hats and keep emotions/feelings in check while I just do what needs to get done. I feel myself doing it now; sure I mourn, I cry, I get sad, but for the most part, the loss is in a bin, and other things (work, life, etc.) are business as normal.
Since I am doing this, I find myself missing companionship in general. It feels WAY too soon to move on, but I miss having someone to talk to, to take care of (in a general sense, not as a caretaker), etc.
Anyone else feel this so early on?