Dave,
I can't really add anything new to what anyone else has said. Just my support.
Like most everyone else, I had a similar rough patch. Let's just call a spade, a spade here, I was depressed. When I finally got down to it, it wasn't my bow hunting that was taking the starch out of me; it was all the other crap I had to deal with just so I could go bow hunting.
Now... I didn't quit my job and move into the woods like Grizzly Adams or anything, just had a good, long, realistic talk with myself about priorities. How important was bow hunting to me, really. How important were all the other things that seemed to always keep me out of the woods.
I don't have any children, but I have been with the same gal for 15 years and she likes to hunt as well so there was no problem there. She and I talked and we agreed that sometimes we want to hunt together, sometimes we don’t.
I simply decided to hunt when I wanted to. I realized that the pressure of feeling like I was wasting time if I was hunting and wasting time if I wasn’t was making me miserable. Now, one of my great joys is sitting down with the calendar and setting aside days to hunt, sometimes I actually go. Sometimes I just piddle with my stuff. Other times I sleep in and eat waffles and sausage for lunch.
If deer hunting with the bow is not doing it for you anymore, and you still want to hunt something, find a new beast to chase. Rabbits, squirrels, hogs, skunkapes, something; even if it is foam targets.
Do your thing, whatever that may be. If ya gotta lay it down for a while, it will be there when you come back to it.
Best of Luck,
OkKeith