Rambling...
I seriously don't know what to do.
When I was in high school, I had a nice little group of friends, built up along a series of various aquaintances; we actually all went to four different high schools, and it was the connections of various folks that brought us together. Our little group had a lot of laughs together, and made those years memorable.
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I will note that that is in particular the type of person *in RI* I was becoming, since there is a degree of separation between who I am IRL and what I do in a chatroom. It's not a matter of "I spend too much time in a chatroom and that's making me an objectively worse person." Rather, it's "conditions in this chatroom are enough to engender actual stress, which although deriving from a chat based on the Final Fantasy-flavored adventures of fictional characters beating each other up does not lessen the fact that these people are pissing me the hell off." (at least, that's the case for me, and although I'd put money on that being the case for a few other people--NS for instance--I don't and won't speak for them).
And when you're getting real-life stress from actual real-life, as well, you might come to a point where you want to jettison as much stress from your life as possible. If that includes taking a break from a chatroom you're not forced to visit at all for a few days... or weeks... or years, then there you go. Reasonable, if antisocial.
I personally was to the point that I felt I had maybe one or two distant friends in RI as a whole, as opposed to several people who I had convinced myself disliked me either overtly or secretly. This was based on a perception, however faulty, that these people had actually ceased to like me because of my utter failure at running S19--that a two-week period of me sucking had somehow extended into years' worth of unmerited purgatory. I felt guilt for having failed; others seemed to feel anger at me for having failed, which made me feel more guilty. (Stress makes you think not good.) I had no particular plan to QUIT RI FOREVER, or even take a break/vacation/whatever, but at the same time it often felt like a chore to actually go there. I would get overly defensive to throwaway comments, instead of just vaguely defensive, and I would lash out at otherwise innocent moments. This didn't even come up in other chat rooms, but in RI there was just a tension I felt, or thought I felt. Basically, RI made me feel worse--again, when I was at RI, not "as a whole"--because it felt like a huge late-game Jenga tower and it was my turn to probably send it all toppling down.
My viewpoint changed because I had friends who actually tried to pull me out of it (and of course that I bothered to actually listen to them, instead of continue to be dumb), but I could easily see things steadily decaying into a point where I'd choose to leave. That's why I think I sympathize with other people who wish to leave the place behind--there's always more chat rooms, and even real life people, after all, and maybe they'll be less stressful. Alternately you could curl into a ball and do nothing/deal with no one; there are people who do quite well* with that sort of thing.
This also isn't getting into all the (I like this word too) fumbledickery revolving around the Krizak/NS/Luna et al. case in particular, since that's another can of worms--any given drama spike can knock that damn Jenga over--and my commentary would only sound like echoes of other people's. It's just, you can fix this, and that's fine. You can leave it broken too, and that's less fine, but I'm sure everyone will make it despite that. I like seeing fixed things better than busted things though.
*given an exceedingly liberal definition of "well"
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