In my first few weeks sober I caught an awful cold from my son. I remember feeling REALLY demoralized and miserable, because I was looking for that early-recovery pink cloud sensation. I remember also feeling conflicted about taking it easy and laying on my couch, because it reminded me of being hungover and incapable of doing anything. I had to keep reminding myself that it was OK because this WASN'T self-inflicted.
So yeah. Totally relate!