I hate where I live and it’s destroying me

This year, I’m finally getting out of this city. Been here almost a decade, and I fell out of love with it in 2020. I can’t afford anything, the people are unfriendly, traffic sucks, etc. I really should have gotten out sooner. But in May, when the lease is up, my husband and I are moving across the country. The only thing that’s keeping me from losing my mind is knowing that I’m getting out of here in 14 weeks. I can’t afford to go out and have fun, so we pretty much keep to ourselves most of the time. It’s not how I want to keep living my life. I want to have a stable career and possibly have a baby, but I can’t do that here. I really hoped that I would be at a comfortable spot in my life by now, but I’m not. I know 14 weeks isn’t a long time, but I’m so miserable here. I’m doing DBT, which is helpful, and I’ve accepted that I have to be here for now, but I’m sad and lonely.