The worry is fake
As a smoker I always feared the moment I would give up tobacco. I was concerned I wouldn’t know what to do with myself, but now I am so happy. This proves one major aspect: the worry is fake, and more than anything, it is a temporary feeling. If this would be a laser show, the uneasiness you experience in regards to quitting will be as palpable as the projections you are seeing. But since they are not your projections (that is the tobacco speaking) and since that’s not your show, I recommend you to leave the building – as a metaphor.
Think about it. Quitters who succeed are at peace and proud of what they did. The doubt is an illusion, just like the smoke is, and it feeds the smoke. So prepare to step all over it, redeem the control and then don’t look back (or do it with a victorious smirk on your face and a middle finger up in the air); then leave the building. Be Elvis, or better; be you as a rock star.
The anxieties related to how much you’ll miss the habit, are the habit itself reacting to the threat of losing you. Smoking won’t give up its territory that easily, and it will try to stay in the game using dirty methods, because this is the kind of opponent nicotine is. If you agree that thieves have no honor, then expect smoking to show up as a ventriloquist who borrowed your voice, with the unique mission of compromising your confidence and your survival.


The smoke is not even human, yet it acts just like an alarmed person on the verge of a crumbling future – a desperate villain, to be more precise. What would they do if someone important to them would suddenly try to cut them off? Where would they go? This sort of hesitations belong to the vice opposing its decline (or your rise). They are all mental tools and buttons this “entity” pushes in order to keep you under the spell: insecurity, panic, and others alike, falling under the same broad category of deception. You are thinking it’s you who’s popping all those questions, but in reality it is your enemy attempting to dictate once more the way you should be living, (or what should you believe in). But I say, be a rock star and leave the building.