After ten years of attempts, Carr's advice in this book helped me put all of the pieces together that I needed to put together to stop smoking for good. It's been more than 8 months now, and I've never felt better.

Nota bene: Carr's assertion that nicotine replacement and other medical aids are counterproductive is only partially correct - while products like nicotine gum and lozenges will reinforce your addiction, slow-release devices like the patch and medications like Wellbutrin and Chantix will not interfere with the approach Carr suggests (and, indeed, may prove helpful to folks like me who are prone to depression, anxiety and/or temper-tantrums even under the best of circumstances).

I was not the target market of this book, so it didn't make a ton of sense to read, but I did anyway out of curiosity. Apparently it's the one "stop smoking self help book" that sometimes actually works. I found the lessons interesting to apply to other non-smoking bad habits, like procrastination, drinking, over-eating, whatever your vice may be.

First of all, I have never smoked a cigarette in my life. I just need to clarify that so my friends and family reading this review don't start planning an intervention.

This book was good. I read it to help with emotional eating, because I've heard his method translates well into other areas.
It wasn't amazing, but I got some helpful advice from it.

he is right, but I couldn't convince myself the freedom was better than the miserable desire for nicotine. lovely, sickening nicotine.

which makes Carr's book one of the more annoying I ever made it through. I can see how a revelation would occur if he were standing in front of me, talking like that. My brain conjured images of silent cartoon/vaudeville movies with the evil bad little demon looking contrite and nodding, yes yr right yes yr right. & then a halo appears! "YIPPEE!" (A Direct Quote.) Mr. Carr looks pleased and sanctified, for he has SAAAAVED ANOTHER SSSSSSSMOKING SSSSSSSSINNER. He jots down some notes, "check," "check," "check," tweaks the halo, and runs off to another sorry filthy stinking chump with smokestacks coming out his ears. The halo starts to burn. YOW! Damn me.

So now I am looking for a recommendation for a hypnotherapist in the Greater New Orleans Area. For real.

Thanks.

I have never been more hyper in my life before this last round of quitting. So obscenely hyper I swallowed a giant burrito whole, didn't get drunk from an entire bottle of wine (or hung over), talked 199 mph, and forgot the stupidest littlest things that could have meant certain doom and disaster, and my usual obsessive concentration on the thrills of tediums and details flitted away like a pissy tinkerbell. BACK TO EARTH, EARTH PALS. Needing to read that book in a hurry was probably a bad idea- it was on short loan- and really, it is hard to convince me that a smoke tastes bad or that nicotine is so horrible. I don't like beer but wouldn't even try to convince a beer lover how shitty it tastes. I love stinky cheese but do not long for the days before I thought stinky cheese was the bees knees. "You did not follow my Instructions, Miss," Mr. Carr might scold. "You must go back and read them again. You must really BELIEVE. If you do not BELIEVE, then OZ does not exist."

It is a fact: cigarettes are disgusting. So? Now what. I have shit to do............. pissed off that I gave in....... didn't have a cent to my name when I quit, thinking that would do the trick. NO! Sorry fans of Allen Carr, but if I don't read it again- try try try try again again again-- I'll quit one way or another. A regime.... hypnotism, acupuncture. Soon as I can afford & also find the real deal. (No gestalts, por favor, I'm not going to a vet for flea medication only to be informed that if I don't also get heartworm meds, my claws pulled, my leukemias annihilated, my ears clipped, my third ovary tied to my neck, etc. that I will never ever truly be rid of fleas.)



adding insult to "ha ha" tag, I QUIT I QUIT I did quit smokes. I did not quit nicotine, tho I feel that the day I feel that I don't need to "get to work" which I guess my friends know the meaning of, is the day I can scratch the gum. So far, I am very pleased. And now I do understand what Mr. Carr meant by.... "YIPPEE!" if you can pronounce that in a subconscious whisper, as you cannot force someone who cannot be convinced by bludgeon that cigarettes, hand rolled tobacco cigarettes, taste awful and feel worse. You, smoker, have to determine this sense of liberation by your own regard. You will realize in spite of contradictory evidence, the giddy effervescence of liberation from smoke-in-the-lungs. This happens through trickery, determination, despair, and a religious fervor. How you direct it in the long run is up to you and your original nature. Once quit, you cannot determine whether or not you shall be a conquistador of anti-smoking or that delightful ex-smoker who relishes that odor forevermore, happily recalling the joan crawford moments while relishing the guillotine "nevermore" finality of not smoking.

the next trick is the weaning... from.... nicotines... and I ask... you... not Mr. Carr.... what is so bad about it now? (besides the expense & the taste. what is your drug? I could have it all ways--- )

I'm glad I had already started my quitting journey before I started reading this.
Not only is it incredibly sexist but would have you believe any withdrawal symptoms you are feeling or any low moods are your own fault and completely in your head.
I wouldn't recommend this at all. The weight that was lifted when I finally read online that nicotine actually causes the release of dopamine into your blood, therefore when you go into withdrawal, you do actually feel very low, and feel a sense of loss, emptiness, hopelessness, that you'll never feel joy again. I felt like that for days and blaming my own willpower and lack of get-up-and-go. Thank god I put the book down and looked at some actual science instead.
I'd be willing to bet the majority of five stars reviews are from white, cis, middle class, males.

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A much different approach than other smoking literature.

It worked on the 1st try and never looked back.
I am smoke free since 10 years now.

This is so terribly written. It’s actually so DUMB how badly written this is through and through, some 3rd grader level shit. It is backed by absolutely nothing and had a shit ton of misinformation…
but at the same time… I think I just quit nicotine lmao?????

I am honestly not sure that I read the same damn book as everyone else has. Everyone is high fiving this book but I am just not seeing it the same way

unfortunately it didn’t take, will try again soon

This book is incredibly effective. I always felt that my addiction took place on a level of my mind where conscious thoughts and arguments couldn't reach. Well, this book reached me. I was mostly done with the book when I realized that I was no longer a smoker; I've only come back to finish it for the sake of completion. I haven't had a cigarette in 60+ days and I feel amazing.