That was my goal, originally. Until I found out that library work is not about "loving to read" or "loving books." At least not anymore. It would cost me $20K+ and it's very very difficult to find a job around here (depressed area).
I also was enrolled in a master's program here and dropped on 2x. My anxiety issues make school very difficult for me, even though I was a good student.
And thank you for hitting the nail on the head: I don't have the energy to endlessly reinvent myself. This is my third career; I've been working since I was 18. Fourth career if you don't merge journalism and PR (both involved writing). This is why I feel so lost.
I keep thinking of the line, "I'm empty and I'm aching and I don't know why" from Simon & Garfunkel's "America."