I lost a piece of equipment and only noticed when I really needed it. It was my own, and not expensive, but something I use every day. Like a helmet or a walking stick, not having it will curtail what I can do until it is replaced. I have ordered a replacement.
My reaction at the time astonished me. I almost panicked and was on the verge of crying. I avoided my colleagues and went home early as every time I spoke to them I struggled to hold back tears.
I didn't realise that I am also emotionally dependent upon this item!
I'm at home. I am safe. I know I will soon have a replacement. I'm with my family, I've talked it out. We've done happy things and laughed together. So why does this panicky distress keep surging back?