I felt the same way 12 years ago when I was in my mid-twenties. Long story short is I ended up walking into a pet store and buying a puppy. Around 6 months later the dog started losing hair and turned out he had a mite problem and was born without an immunity system.

I ended up putting down the dog and by my gym was a normal pet store that didn't sell dogs/cats but had a dog rescue event going on. So I went there to donate what stuff I bought. I ended up talking to the founder there on why pet store dogs are so bad.

So that day I signed up to foster a dog. A few months later I was helping with events and then a group of us split from that rescue to start our own that imported dogs from the south that were surrendered up north. It changed my life doing something I felt was good.

Maybe you can try to take some of your time and donate it to some cause you might be interested in. I turned from hating work to thinking of work as a means for me to make money to help a cause I loved.