The best and most productive job I've ever had was the one that paid me the least (it's why I'm not still doing it) was the one where everyone pulled weight, everyone put in effort, everyone helped each other out, and, it held onto the notion that the team was the family (I know, I know, but thing is, the business was started by a husband and wife couple, and the husband's bestie, and everyone treated the business like family was important - yes, the business had set hours, but if you had a kid and the kid needed picking up from school, you pick up the kid and move on with the day).
My output was quantifiable - one of my coworkers observed that I was closing more tickets in four days than other people were doing in five (because, being a supportive family business, they allowed me to work only four days a week so I could go back to school).
One of the big answers is clear here, and that is: I need to get out of the business I'm in. It's beaten the shit out of me.