Hi guys - UK fan of Dr Phil here with a career crisis. Having read this thread, I'm so glad I'm not the only one! 
 
On the face of it, I'm doing okay. What follows is middle-class whining, please be warned. 
 
I'm a divorce lawyer : I've been a partner since April in a good firm. I deal with interesting and complicated divorce cases (usually where the folks concerned have more money than an objective sense of fairness) - I make good money (for the area of England I live in, at least).  
 
I was in academic training to be a lawyer for the 7 years before strarting in practice (not having done a law degree, the path to qualification was longer than usual. I actually did a degree in English Literature). 
 
Compared to many people, I know I've apparently got it good. But but but....... 
 
Now that I've so-called "made it", I find myself hating my job and hating what it does to me. My life is ruled by the chargeable unit and making my time financially profitable ; I manage a team of 20 people and spend a lot of my daily life chasing them to work more efficiently and profitably whilst being pressured by upper management to kick their backsides. I also live by meeting daily targets in terms of time and fees. 
 
I've become at the age of 35 an irritable, curt, intolerant person who can't even wait in a supermarket queue without feeling that I'm going to kill the slow person in front of me who insists on paying for £10 of stuff with a card. And who has a loyalty card. And vouchers. And who wants a chat with the check-out lady about the weather. 
 
Or who drives to work and rants and raves at the perfectly ordinary driver in front of her because they aren't driving at 90 mph. 
 
Or who makes snotty comments to friends and family without meaning to hurt them, but because she's feeling stressed-out. 
 
Quite suddenly, it's dawned on me that I really hate my job and the person I've become. Nothing in particular has sparked this off. Maybe I'm just more knackered than usual (knackered = exhausted in English-speak). Maybe my 35th birthday has made me revalue my life. Maybe I'm just bored. 
 
But now I find myself dreading doing through the doors at work. I'm casting about me to think about what else I can do and how I can continue paying my mortgage etc. I'm longing for a complete career change - to something that matters, and to something that doesn't feel like it's crushing my spirit - and at the same time, I'm scared witless. 
 
Phew, good to get that off my chest? Is there anyone here who has been through something like this ?