I've also become more aware of my feelings and emotions. It's a bit weird.
How I "deal" with it though is best described by Terry Pratchett (as most things are).
In the book Lords and Ladies, Granny Esmeralda Weatherwax catches an iron blade in her hand without taking any damage. Knowing, in this reality, that "you can't magick iron", it's a big mystery for a few days while they make their way back home.
Nanny Ogg asks, "How'd you do it, Esme, you can't magick iron."
Granny mutters something about, "Not having time for nonsense." and finishes her trip home.
She calmly prepares bandages and water, and, with the full knowledge that her chores will be all the more difficult for it, sits down with her palm up and says, "I reckon I've got time now."
That's more or less how my emotions are...managed. I can bite them down until I have time for them, but you'd better believe me that interrupting me while I'm processing will almost always trigger the worst kind of meltdown.
Apologies to Terry Pratchett for bastardizing and summarizing his words. I really haven't done them justice, but if you've read the book you got the point.