Interstitial Existence

I'm trying to work through some complex feelings and thoughts right now. I feel as if my life has approached on of those pivotal crossroads - one of those moments where, though difficult, a meaningful choice must be made. Things here aren't getting better, in fact they're getting worse. Do we leave the life we've been building here to return abroad? Do I, in my late thirties, abandon the stable career I've carved to begin again in uncertainty, but this time with a family in tow? Do I sell the house and all we own? Give away the pets? There's a lot to consider - I would of course do it if it turned out to be the best choice for my family. But the inability to know what the right choice here is kills me. There's no real guidance here, I'm working off of vibes and gut - and the risk of making the wrong choice with the best intentions is high.