The first draft is finished

I don't know why I waited two weeks to say this. The first draft to the sequel to Four Hooves is now done. I spent my Christmas by myself, working on the last parts of the story. I feel a little leery of using the term "first draft" since it still needs so much work. However I got the part of the story where it ends, so what I have technically fulfills the qualia of a first draft.
I felt strange finishing it. I don't know how to feel I guess. It's, long. This work changed me more than anything else in my life. When I think of who I am, I see myself through the lens of working on this story.
I will be honest and say I fear a lot for what will come of the story when I finally upload it. I'm projecting to have it finished by the end of the summer.
When I wrote Four Hooves, I expected to get, well, a little more acclaim. I am a small fish in a large ocean. But for the length of time I spent on Four Hooves, I felt a sense of sadness to see it get downvoted so heavily and then forgotten. I know its shortcomings, and have attempted to rectify them in the sequel. But a part of me fears what I've spent all of these hours working on will not succeed Four Hooves.
I have this list of vicious comments in my head, comments that I feel will appear soon after I post the sequel.
To whoever reads this, please give me some hope.

No matter what, I will post the sequel.

But for the entirety of the time I've worked on it, a sense of dread has accompanied any thoughts of what will happen when I finally publish. Finishing the first draft put me closer to the end and the fear has gotten stronger.
Regards,
Sorrow