I personally am really struggling with it. Just the thought of not being able to be excited about the draft/free agency/training camp etc. it’s been such a major part of my life since I was a kid and it’s just…gone. This is the first time in 15 years I just have 0 interest in the playoffs. Not even disinterest, but outright venom towards anything/everything NHL right now. I f***ing unfollowed Craig Morgan of all people because I just couldn’t even bear the thought of them doing a podcast for f***ing Utah fans and that’s their job.
I get that sense of your struggle, and believe me I feel it some as well; just yesterday someone in a sports car with a Utah plate zoomed past me leaving a red light and my first thought was "*sigh* what a great analogy *that* is..." I just wanted to say as the voice of old age and treachery - and with a history of depression in my 20s - it does get better, time wounds all heels and all that.
I have a strange history with the teams I've followed in my life - 3 completely different situations. As a small child in Florida I adopted the LA Rams due to my birthday being in April (Aries. Ram.) when all my little friends were Dolphin fans winning Super Bowls, and didn't switch to Tampa Bay in high school even after they (Bucs) got good. Rams went from LA, to Anaheim, to St Louis, and back to LA and I never really cared (it actually was good for me when they went back to LA because my sister lived next to LAX)
In my mid 20s my city got an NBA team, the Magic, and I was all in. Got cheap season tickets in the upper deck with my buddy, went to nearly every game for 5 years. Then I moved to Arizona. At first I was still really into the Magic, went to sports bars to watch their games when I could, got Directv to get NBA League Pass, even went back home for the 95 Finals, as I didn't know i was staying here permanently and my name was on the ticket account, still. But then Shaq left (and I couldn't say anything, because I'd done the same thing - head west - for the same reason - mo money), the team's window closed, and I sort of drifted toward my new city's new NHL team in a sport I'd never played and didn't know that much about.
But the lesson from that is - yeah, this sucks, but you'll find something else. Or maybe they'll return in some form. Who knows? Feel the feelings, but while you're here try to remember what other things are good about Arizona.