It's almost 5 in the morning and I had a dream where I slacked and started smokinf again and I was so scared in that dream like "what do I do now? Do I keep smoking? I don't want to." but then I woke up really frightened and calmed down when I realized it was ONLY a dream and thanked God for giving me the willpower to quit smoking.
I still can't believe how scared I was... And also, how mad I was, and ashamed of myself.
This is the worst part of quitting, dreaming about smoking.