I've had times like this myself. Depending on when this feeling hits you, it could kill the passion for the royal game completely. I've seen countless scholastic players give up the game because it just didn't bring them any joy despite their talent for chess.
I've given chess up for Lent, and taken more than one hiatus for several months to focus on "important" or "adult" pursuits. But I've always come back to find the game has a newfound luster.
It may be blasphemy to point out that chess is just a game. It's a manmade construct that passes time. Of course, it has many, many positive attributes, but in the end it is still a game.
We give our actions meaning. Chess lacks meaning unless we instill it with life. If chess is lifeless for you, resuscitation sometimes works, but sometimes it's best to leave it alone. One of the hardest things to do is to step back from something that we've invested money, time, energy, and life in. Yet, sometimes, it's the best thing we can do.
To mix metaphors, you're not married to chess but a separation doesn't have to lead to divorce.