My husband and I were forced to sell the flat I dearly loved because we could no longer afford to live in it, we had new neighbours, who were the neighbours from hell and we realised that even if we could battle on while we both worked, upon retirement, we certainly could not live there.
When the dreadful truth dawned, I literally sat down and wept as if I had just had news of a death, so I really do understand how you feel.
It was not an easy transition, we stored only things that had great sentimental value for us, bought a motor boat and fufilled DH's dream of sailing on the canals and rivers of N. Europe, which we did for three years.
It was assuredly not my choice, but turned out better than I had thought possible. After three years aboard a boat , we bought a house, which we both loved. DH died last November, and I have no plans for selling up again.
That said, I do sometimes still dream I am back in my beloved flat, but when I waken, I realise that it was only a dream.
Like all hard times, this too will pass, and although it does not feel possible for you right now, you will find things you like about your new home and life, once you are out of the trying emotional time of divorce and moving.
I coped to start off with by being severely practical and dealing with the sorting in three piles: stored, out, taking with me. At times I had to bite my lip or my tongue and just get on with a bad day. Usually the next day was better.
I hope you find your way through this very trying and difficult time.