That's me. Scaredy Cat.
This is so silly, I know I can do this quit-thing, I know I'm prepared for cravings to hit me, and I know how to handle them when they do.
And yet, I'm terrified. Tonight is the first rehearsal for a show I'm taking part in, and it'll be the first time at rehearsals/the theatre without popping out for a fag-break. I don't know if anyone who's actually involved in this show even smokes. I just know that this is going to be tougher than any day so far, and suddenly I'm self-doubting. I can do this, right? Talk about being a total wally - I'm not craving, just panicking about potential craves. That doesn't even make any sense and I'm an idiot! My feelings summed up in emoticons : :mad::o:(:eek::confused:
Right, brew, walk the dog, pull self together, GO!