Is There a Word for This?

[akirlu]

...the feeling of being simultaneously melancholy and creeped out, as in when you're clearing out some of your gargantuan backlog of unfiled e-mails, and come across messages from people who are dead now? They're still as breathlessly immediate as the day I got them. I cannot bring myself to delete any of those, however trivial. It seems dismissive, disrespectful, to just cast them into the outer darkness of forgetting. Am I psycho, or what?