Moving is very hard work. I think working through things while trying to move, some of the "job" is the working through. You can't confront the feelings (whether they're comfortable or not) without the experience. It sounds to me like you're doing the work the best you can. You took DH along, that was smart (not incompetent -- you know what you, yourself need and are asking for it and that's good!). I liken streaks of bad times like I do with when I have trouble caring for myself; not bathing often enough, sleeping too long, having trouble doing dishes and clothes laundry, don't work on my projects but just veg out in front of the TV for hours at a time, etc. Eventually things shift and I feel a bit better or something comes along and gets me back on track, etc. It takes time to work things through and one set of bad days doesn't make up one's whole existance but only a single experience. Put it in perspective? Look at how it will seem this time next year? Things change (thank goodness).