Name-changed for this. This is my first post - please be kind!
My situation is maybe a little more unusual and I need some outside perspective. I work as a part time band 3 hca and occasionally do some volunteer work. I'm incredibly lucky in the sense that I don't actually have to work but choose to in order to keep some independence and give back a bit. My husband is a high earner and is supportive and generous, we own a decent size house with large garden outright and have a large savings nest egg. This is not meant to be goady or boastful in the slightest I know how lucky I am and tell myself this every day. I try and give back as much as possible through charitable contributions and volunteering and I realise that I am only in this position because of my husband. (Side note - he earned less than 20k when I met and fell in love with him and lived in a flat share - I definitely didn't marry him for his money!)
My dilemma is as follows. I'm currently studying for an access to HE diploma with a view to applying to university next year - I'm thinking of applying to study physiotherapy. I've recently been having doubts about this. It's a three year full time gruelling course with an hour commute each way to a busy town. I'm quite an anxious person who hates driving, hates change of any kind and due to health problems I feel permanently knackered!
My life now is comfortable and on the whole I'm pretty happy with my lot in life. I have a lot of hobbies and projects which keep me permanently busy as well as a house and large garden to keep on top of. On the other hand I'm starting to get fed up of my job, I can never quite shake the feeling that I'm 'just an HCA' and that I've never gained an education or professional career. I feel like all of our successes are my husbands, not mine. I feel a constant sense of dread and sadness in the pit of my stomach when I go to work and I hate even seeing my 'HCA' name badge. I'm not sure what else I would do though and I don't think I could not work at all.
So what should I do? Be happy as I am as my life's really not so bad or go to university knowing that I might struggle with the commute and workload and potentially regret starting it?
Sorry for the long post didn't want to drip feed!