Always had a love/hate relationship with my job.
For a long time I believed I hated my job and was desperate to leave - but without any clue as to what to do instead. Follow your joy they say, but I don't have any

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Over the years I realised that what I actually hated was the constant worry that I wasn't doing well enough. Not getting enough clients, not working hard enough, not reaching target, not growing etc. The continual worry was just exhausting.
I eventually gave up on goals, sacked off the business coach and decided not to worry too much about results (I still care, just not as obsessed as I used to be). I found that without the stress, I did actually enjoy my job.
I just associated the pain I was feeling as the jobs fault, not my own stupid worries about the future.
Interestingly, I have been doing pretty much as well as I used to, just without the pain. I think it's because I believed I needed pain to motivate me. Like if I didn't berate myself, I just wouldn't bother getting out of bed.
Actually the opposite has been true, because I don't have that can't wait for the pain to go feeling continually, I feel more motivated to work.
Genuinely don't obsess about retirement anymore either. Because work has become more enjoyable, I feel happier to keep doing it.
Work still get's on my tits from time to time, but nothing like it used to be.