Just like that? How're you holding up? Any post-religious trauma? Loneliness?
Do you still believe in magic and fantasy worlds or did those go out the window too?
When I started doubting God, I felt extremely lonely and like the world was very cold. Maybe my God belief is a defense mechanism and what's stopping me from believing is my attachment to the idea of someone who understands me and the fact that it'd be unbearable for me to live without warmth, and maybe I'm projecting those thoughts to you. You're probably having the time of your life, carpe-diem style, with everything being permissible again. I know a few people like that. The moment they decided to stop believing in God they went batshit.