ever have one of thoes days.....

When everything you do seems to be for nothing? I have been packing up the house in anticipation of our move next month, but I have this weird feeling that things aren't going to work they way I need them to and we will once again be homeless. I can't bare it again seriously. We so need to get away from this place and the memories it holds. It is unhealthy for me to live here, and yet I seem to be scared to leave. As if I am leaving Stephen behind somehow. This move is a good thing and it will put D and I in a better place financially as well as emotionally. Why do I fear it so much?