When I quit I had paranoia, acute bursts of anxiety, shame, fear, and plenty of anger at my situation. It was all topped off with insomnia. But honestly, I had all that going when I was drinking too.
It sucked, but gradually improved day by day when I quit.
It took time and work and self-honesty to get better but that journey is still far better than the hell I created with booze.
Today I feel positive, I sleep well, and don’t have pretty much any of those negative things listed above running my life like they used to.
I feel peace. I have hope again, and I know that getting sober was the critical first step in climbing out of the deep hole of depression I was in.