Give up proximity to my wife (37F), or give up my (33M) mental and physical health?
My wife is almost certainly going to have to move away, and there's no geopolitical reasons I can't go with her. We live in Seattle, she'd move to the midwest. I could probably get a job in the midwest.
Edit for additional context: She's just gotten an amazing job offer out there, and she absolutely hates her current job and hasn't been able to find anything in our area after job hunting pretty hard for about a year now. She'll never get a raise and she's deeply unhappy where she's at, the job in the midwest would be a huge raise and hopefully for her a job she actually enjoys and has some upward mobility in.
But what doesn't exist in the midwest is rock climbing. Rock climbing is literally the reason I moved to the PNW. It's the reason I'm no longer obese. It's the thing that inspires me to eat well, work out, earn a living. I spent almost every weekend on the rocks except in the winter when it's too wet. Then I go snowboarding, which also doesn't exist in the Midwest.
Going with her means I lose the thing that keeps me in shape, and keeps my mental health up.
Not going with her means I don't get to spend my days with her, hardly ever get to touch her (we're both extremely tactile), and have no sex life.
Both of these options are just awful. Either I lose the love of my life or I lose my love *for* life itself.
Is there a way to make long distance not completely awful? Is there a version of this that isn't so bleak? I feel like my life finally became tolerable about four years ago and now I'm going to get half of that formula torn away.