I am.
Four days left.
A semi-accurate rendering of me in about 20 less pounds :D
I had my first therapy session - mostly a "Get to Know You" meeting of the minds. My next one is scheduled for Tuesday, the day AFTER the first day of not smoking.
Weird thing is, I did cut back this week; not intentionally, but just happened that way. It's like when your hair knows it's going to get cut or changed, it actually shows up how you want it to ... It's a trick. A false sense of hope. A false bargaining chip.
I don't know how I feel other than terrified, agitated, and generally like I won't be able to do it.
This remains to be seen though, so I try to silence the self doubt as much as I possibly can.
Let's see what happens, shall we?
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