Ooh, I'm not alone! Hello everyone 
I'm half reassured, half saddened that we're all having a bad time...
I like my patients - I'm in a long-haul type specialty and love getting to know their stories, little foibles and helping them, as far as I can. My colleagues are fab. My working hours are actually quite reasonable.
But... the crushing weight of responsibility without any real control, not being able to offer patients what they need (because resources, stripped and stripped, MDT dwindling by the year), being held accountable for absolutely everything, drugs (SO much drugs - I work in a big rough city and sadly everyone is off their respective heads), and eternally being between a rock and a hard place. I can never, ever switch off and relax. It just feels like no way to live.
I've been doing this for years but think I've come to the end of my tether. Just had a couple of weeks off but instead of feeling refreshed, am dreading the hundreds of emails and incident reports I'm going back to on Monday.
Aarrgh.
The burnout is real. Good thoughts on therapy (having it and loving it!) and a different job (but it seems everywhere is just as bad). Thinking of retraining as a therapist so I can look after people the way I want to, but maybe that's just a fantasy 