I went through something recently in which I found myself saying that nothing is off God's table. I know one Christian man who is in a horrible marriage and feels trapped in it. He's been praying for years about this and nothing has resolved it yet.
I do not know how to counsel you other than to say, hang on anyway. There is no one else to whom we could go.
When I was going through my gunk, and it felt like God was punishing me and completely unmoved by my prayers, I remembered one thing: I have no other options. The road sucks right now, but... I realized I was actually on a very narrow bridge suspended over molten lava, and turning to the left or to the right would be far, far worse than enduring the current roughness of the road.
Stay on course. Don't give up.