Well, we're both humans after all. Converging emotional experiences are inevitable. One thing I've found always helps with emotional problems I encounter is knowing I don't have the full picture. I can attest to it because I'm really emotional and have created/encountered and defeated many emotional problems. A problem may seem impossible for me to deal with, but I've found there's always some little change in perspective and/or circumstance that can render the problem solvable.
For example, when I go to work, I can bitch to myself about how I'm going to be doing a bunch of dull tasks with middle aged people at the same pay grade who probably think I'm lazy for not hauling ass to impress the managers and not freaking out when things go wrong. Then I can dread work because it's just another day of them getting in my face and trying to push what I perceive as a "setting up a table properly is a matter of life and death" mindset. I can go even further and hate how much food the place wastes and how they overcharge for things and judge American culture for what I perceive as mindless materialism, meaningless wastes of time, and the neglect of all of the meaningful aspects of being human in favor of shit that we're merely told is meaningful but don't feel is meaningful. Then I can say that I'm better than the job, better than the people there, better than America, and that I should be doing neurological research and writing novels instead, that this is the only life I know I have and that I should not be wasting it fucking folding napkins and filling glasses of water when my imagination can take me further than any of the people in there who have no desire to find out how the universe works.
Or I can just not look at the clock and not wait until it's over. I can realize how much I don't know about the people I work with and not judge them for it. I can immerse myself in the feeling of being an ant in a colony of seven billion who is slowly figuring out how it all works. I can focus on the tasks I'm doing, my surroundings, and the sensations of my body. I can try to make my coworkers laugh. I can make up stories in my head. The list of things is endless.
After it's over, I carry the experience with me. Do I want to carry something unpleasant or something pleasant? Of course, doing certain things to create pleasant feelings for myself and others like greeting my coworkers when coming in didn't feel natural for me at first, same with letting things go, but then I thought, if I want to do it, how is it unnatural for me? I don't need to come at every single thing in my life with the same passion I approach dancing or philosophy, and that's okay.