is falling apart (because I know it will come back and am not really worried about it long term), and it isn't worry for my kids (because they will be fine) and it isn't stress about my wife (because she is doing better than me from a mental health perspective). I think it is like kind of shock and mourning for the economy, and normal life, and skiing, and entertainment, and BYU's March Madness, and going out to restaurants, and the great things about spring time, and stuff.

It just feels like everything is lame and sucks and I don't really know what to do about it.

That is my clinical take.