moving on

I would have no place to move on to.

A house and "home" we’ve built together for nearly five years now… no kids…but no…it’s just not right. …. or I’m too afraid to face reality and just fix the problems we’ve got…

our lives are like a carefully crafted orchestra. Each piece is playing the notes…the trumpet section is a little off key or not all there…
They all play in unison and at the right places…but there is just no passion. It’s like listening to "modern" orchestras try to play big band music…

We need each other because we can’t survive without each other.
Our families are close…my family would hate me if anything should fall apart.

separation is no option.

divorce is no option.

infidelity is no option.

just seems like suffering is the only option.

transference is what’s happening at this point. I’m pretty sure…but what the heck to do?