When I first got sober I felt outside of my body. I felt like I was watching a movie of my life. I felt both elated and depressed in a single day. I felt energized yet I'd never been so exhausted in my life.
My only goal each day was to not drink alcohol. I had to work, grocery shop, the bare essentials. That was it.
I didn't care if I was bored out of my skull, angry, happy, sad, restless. My only thing I had to do was to not drink alcohol.
For the last year of my drinking I wasn't enjoying life at all. In fact I was pretty miserable every day. So when I got sober and was kind of miserable for a few weeks and it wasn't really any different than the way I had been for the past, actually, five years or so. I don't think any alcoholic is happy with their drinking at the end.
I was surprised how long it took to get back to feeling normal, centered, and happy. But what I did know and what I never doubted was that I couldn't have gone any lower than I did with alcohol.
So a little bit of "low" was fine. At least I wasn't hungover and feeling low.