I've officially set my quit date. Two Weeks to prepare. I'm excited to quit but my anxiety over it is slowly building. I have a husband who smokes and is not quitting. But he's all willing to give me the support I need. He's even willing to hide his cigs and tell me "no" if I happen to ask. Today was a test day and I failed. I'm waiting on my patches, lozenges, stressball and a worry stone to arrive. About 7-10 days. I seriously want to do this, but I'm also terrified. I'm bad enough when I run out of cigarettes accidentally, and to know I'm doing this intentionally and with good reasons weighs heavily on how my withdrawals might be. One minute at a time, One day at a time. That's all I can do for now until the big day.
