Well, you could do what I did, and take random classes that interest you at the local community college. Volunteer at local organizations that interest you. Join clubs, read stuff. Eventually you'll find something. You may have to take a pay hit when you first find it, like I did, but I consider the mental health gains to be worth it. One guy I worked with on the floor used to be a very prestigious doctor in the local community, but just got sick of it, closed his practice one day, jumped on a hilo, and never looked back. He wasn't even making 1/10th of what he used to, but damnit, he was happy. Another guy on the floor? Used to run a bunch of restaurants. Got sick of it, closed them, and was just working the floor to get some money to qualify for, and open his own SCUBA diving business. He's now in his 4th year of business, and is having the time of his life. The HVAC guy? Used to run a local marketing firm. Got sick of it, sold it for pennies on the dollar to some random jackoff, walked into a random Heating and Cooling business, asked for an apprenticeship, and is now the happiest he's been. A girl I met at one of those local clubs? Was a baker, and hated every minute of it. Took some Personal Trainer classes online, sold the bakery, and opened a gym and nutrition club. I've never seen her without a smile on her face. Sometimes, in order to get where you want to be, you need to tear yourself down completely, and start back up from the bottom. It's never too late to do it, either. That doctor? Was in his 50s. That SCUBA guy? In his 60s. If you're miserable now, that's not going to change, and doing something you like is damn worth it.