Stuck, burnt out, up against it? Frustrated, fearful or furious? Where can you go from here?

“But what have I done wrong”, my boss asks, all innocence and bewilderment. I lean my five foot two inch frame towards her: “Do you really want to do this?”  My concerned colleagues leap up, ready to save me from myself. They think that I, a petite, and apparently sweet, teacher in my late forties, am about to throw a punch.