I feel about the same physically, except that I get fewer headaches (from being too tired because of being at the Kingdumb Hell and out in field circus, disrupting sleep time). I have definitely lost my dread of getting disfellowshipped (however, it has been replaced with an equally bad dread of one day getting physically recaptured and forced back into the Washtowel Slaveholdery).
Stresswise, I no longer dread Christmas time. I now enjoy the (what few) Christmas lights happen to go up, and the Christmas music. And I no longer call it a weakness to remember when my birthday comes along.