I may as well have written that. Well, except for the last part, where you say you're angry at everything. I certainly have had some real uncharacteristic moments--I almost threw a shoe at my roommate the other night because I didn't feel like meeting our friends for drinks and he said something like, "Dude, get your sissy panties on and let's go." I think he thought I was kidding when I picked up the shoe. I was really going to throw it.
I have some hobbies and interests, just as I'm sure you do, and I'm leaning more heavily on them.
City of Heroes was a big part of my routine, the most efficient destresser and wind-downer I'd found in years. Just looking at a random video or screenshot sometimes has given me a brief residual sense or feeling of calmness. I don't know what it was about beating up crooks and nazis and xenophobic extradimensionals, but for four years--on an almost nightly basis sometimes--I swear to you it made me a better person.
Imagination is a powerful thing. I've always had an overactive one. Novels, movies, even comic books. When I get lost in a story, I'm so there--even happens when I'm writing stories sometimes, with my own characters. I lived in Paragon City. During those hours, I may as well have really been there. Lots of fun and memories.