Wall of text, my apologies.
Brief context: Once upon a time, I (33m) was a software engineer. I got laid off during workforce reductions. Single-income household. I became a cop to keep food on the table for my family, and it also just happened to be the job I always WANTED to be in, but software job was better for my family in every way so I went with that instead. 5 months ago, I received a job offer for a software dev role making the same money I was making at my old job. For the sake of my family, I couldn't refuse the offer, especially since we were expecting our second child (who was born shortly before I started the new job). End context.
So after 5 months of being out of LE, I CAN'T STAND IT. I absolutely hate my job. I hate being chained to a desk. I hate everything about this new corporate life. At first, I ignored it and powered through because I know it's a blessing. But now it's gotten to the point where I'm descending into full-on depression, which I have never had to navigate before, and all I can think about every second I am at work is being back out on the road and how I could be doing something, work-wise, that actually matters. Maybe not on a global scale, but locally in the community, showing up and saving a life, getting a family out of a shitty situation, or even just being there for someone to talk to when they're having a bad day will never NOT be what I want to do. (And yes, of course, there's all the other cool stuff we get to do, but that's just the cherry on top). Hands down, the greatest job I have ever had.
I know this sounds so damn corny, but I'm gonna say it, so bear with me. Honest to God, I grew up feeling that LE was my calling, and I validated that for myself by getting the opportunity to do it. And I was good at it. Not the rockstar of the agency, but still a good cop. Now that I'm out, I am fighting an internal battle every day to not walk out of the office and jump back in, even though it makes no sense financially. I've even gone so far as to talk to my old patrol captain and told him I was thinking about coming back. He's mentioned it to command staff, and there's a spot waiting for me if I decide to go. Nothing special about that, though, with staffing the way it is pretty much everywhere. But anyway, this is costing me mentally, and nothing feels right anymore.
What kind of person does it make me that I can't seem to find happiness and fulfillment in my family alone and in making sure they are comfortable? I can't seem to make that my only care in the world, and it makes me feel even more like shit. Feels selfish. So my options are: I stay the course, I fight this seemingly pathetic depression (I feel uncomfortable even calling it that), and the hatred for the work I do. Or I go back and cause my family a temporary, but no less insignificant, financial strain while I get to be the person I want to be for both myself and for them. It seems like whichever I choose, my family still loses in some way. Be it financially or from me being... Whatever the hell I'm being right now.
At this point, I'm really just ranting/venting/trying to convince myself that this is ridiculous. At the end of the day, I'm an adult; I need to act like one, and I need to make this decision with my wife. I've already spoken to her about it, and of course, the issue is just money. She's very supportive of me going back into LE because she knows that's where my heart is in terms of my career. So I'm not necessarily asking what I should do, but I guess I'm trying to validate these feelings and hear from some other folks in LE to see if y'all have had a situation where you felt the same. Have you had to leave and have/had these same feelings? Any advice on how the hell I get my head right? Probably a shrink, huh?