First, of course not. Rather than lay out my specific circumstance, I will grace/burden you with my hypothesis on the prevalence of anxiety disorders:
In simple terms, we're not really doing what we're supposed to be doing. Not talking in a religious sense, but sure you can argue that pretty easy. I mean that we still have brains from pre-agrarian humans, and while we're smart enough to overcome a lot of that with society, the caveman brain that rides the lizard brain knows things are fucked and is pissed. You are genetically supposed to live more or less like a squatemalan tribe: small groups of tightly-connected families all actively working 24/7 for their ensured success and always on the lookout for danger.
No, you operate a machine to get to your job and operate a different machine there, doing things that have zero bearing on your personal existence other than the transactional aspect of the job. You don't kill or harvest your own food, you might not even cook it. Mating rituals are all sorts of messed up, religion has moved from the true faith: sun worship. That's all supremely fucked, caveman knows it, and thus everyone is always a bit more on edge than the brain is really prepared for.
I would wager a guess that people in more physically active jobs are happier, as the caveman brain can accept that in lieu of actual mammoth hunting or stone axe warfare.
Think about a bear or ape or other higher-order animal in a zoo: they're just sentient enough to know their situation is fucked, and that's why you see chimps edging for hours or compulsively puking and eating their own puke. Humans are another order above mentally, so we have more and better coping mechanisms. Say "brain" and try to sound smart some more, stupid.