Day Nine was my absolute worst day of early sobriety/withdrawal, whatever it was.
If someone so much as looked in my direction - -
I think I cried for the entire day. At the time I was hitting AA meetings daily, and on Day Nine someone said something that set me off for the rest of the day and probably for most of the next day.
That was the one and only time I tested the, "pick up the phone if you want a drink," that I heard in AA. It worked, someone talked me off the ledge and got me laughing at myself.
My own head was a very dangerous place for me to spend much time in early sobriety. I think posting on here is a great idea, it does get one out of that churning inner turmoil. I posted in my Class of March thread several times a day. That was my safe place.
Keep doing the next right thing! You've made a great start, it will get better from here.