Went from corporate rat race to working nights so I can see my kids

Used to make 6 figures, had an office, business cards that meant something to someone. Worked 50-60 hours a week and barely knew my kids. One day my oldest asked me why I was always tired and I just broke down. Started working nights at a warehouse. Pay is maybe 40% of what I made before but I'm there for school pickup, soccer games, bedtime stories. Money was supposed to fill something but it never did. This fills it. Miss the status a little, miss buying whatever I wanted. Don't miss the anxiety or the feeling that my life was happening without me.