Damn... Either I'm obnoxiously well-adjusted or completely in denial. I've never experienced depression, or anxiety, or any other ongoing distresses. Sure, I get sad occasionally, experience anger etc, but I don't get those deep lows - and I don't get the manic highs. A lot of my friends have experienced depression, bipolar, suicidal thoughts and the like, and I'm a great listener, but at the end of the day I have no true understanding of what they're experiencing.
I read through everyone else's coping mehanisms and they're all things I do for enjoyment or necessity (the vanilla ones, anyway). Reading, sewing, music, crochet, TV, internetting and sex are all things I do for fun and relaxation. Cleaning, laundry and exercise I do because they have to be done, and also because I like the sense of accomplishment at the end.
Am I odd for not experiencing that consuming emotional void? Who the fuck knows, but I'm really not complaining too much.