I’ve been there. I feel for you, that kind of burnout is just an awful feeling.
10 years ago, I was in pretty much the same position you’re in now - burned out at work, generally miserable. I didn’t feel able to quit because I cared about my job, the company I worked for, and especially my co-workers. And because I’d already sunk so much into my career - a degree and years of work. “Besides,” I told myself, “this is objectively a good job. Sure it’s stressful, but plenty of people have stressful jobs. I’m making decent money, I have trust and responsibility and interesting problems to solve, people would kill for that! I’m sure I’ll grow into it eventually. Anyway, what else am I supposed to do? This is the only line of work I know!”
2 years ago, I was still there, with another 8 years of the job I hated weighing down on me. I was profoundly, chronically, suicidally depressed. I wasn’t socializing, no real interests or motivations at work or at home. My life consisted of working, stressing out about work, and hoping to die in my sleep so I wouldn’t have to go to work in the morning. My only life goal was to save every penny possible, so I could retire early. “Only 20 more years of this”, I told myself. “I survived last year, so I can survive this year. Just repeat that 20 more times and I’m home free! Besides, what would they do without me? I’m damn good at what I do, they’ll never find a replacement of equivalent experience at the salary they’re willing to pay, how can I just leave my friends to try and cover for my absence on top of the workloads they already have? The guilt will make me feel even worse than I do already!”
18 months ago I finally hit a wall. One morning I sat down at my computer and had a full on panic attack. I couldn’t answer another email or pick up another ticket any more than I could bench press my house. “To hell with it,” I told myself, “I can’t do this anymore.” I quit with no backup plan at the height of the pandemic, found an entry level job in a completely different field, and dropped half my income.
I haven’t regretted or second-guessed quitting for an instant. In hindsight, it was blindingly obvious that I needed to get out of that career for so, so long. I just couldn’t see it.
I understand feeling responsible for the success of your employer, and for the well-being of your coworkers. I felt that way too, and it was a very effective excuse not to take the leap. You’ll be amazed how quickly that feeling fades away once you don’t work there anymore.