Don't go now when the quitting's good

[robinturner]

Today I went to Birmingham and got hypnotised to give up smoking. I don't know if I could have done it as well without treatment, or whether acupuncture or nicoteine pads or a blow to the head with a hard object might have worked better - I just like being put into trance.

I was hypnotised at 10.30 a.m.. It's know 7.30 p.m., and I still haven't smoked. I've had the urge to a couple of times, but nothing irresistible. The next few days will let me know.

Trivia for Thelemite readers: I was charged £93 for the hypnosis.

Comments

[earthemp6.livejournal.com]

Pricey,
Good luck with it. I'm sure you'll be completely able to kick the habit.

[regyt.livejournal.com]

Good on ya!

So, what's it like being in a hypnotic trance?

[solri.livejournal.com]

Bit like being drunk. I've always been able to go into a light trance easily; this was just a wee bit deeper.

[rodneyorpheus.livejournal.com]

Hye, why don't you come over to Henley for a day and hang out? You can't be too far away from me...

Rodney

[solri.livejournal.com]

Are we talking about Henley in Shropshire, Henley in Suffolk, Henley in Sussex or Henley in Somerset?

[rodneyorpheus.livejournal.com]

Henley-on-Thames dear boy! Oxfordshire!

[tristan-moore.livejournal.com]

I think the best way to quit is to go witness an autopsy on the lungs of a smoker

[solri.livejournal.com]

I dunno - most parts of anyone's body look pretty disgusting once they're on the outside. In my case, the decision to give up was based on calm, rational calculation - I read somewhere that non-smokers have larger penises ;-)

[bram.livejournal.com]

Have you read Italo Svevo's "Confessions of Zeno"? Narrator wants to quit smoking so he writes on wall of his apartment "Today is the day I finally quit smoking." And to celebrate he smokes one celebration cigarette. And of course relapses. Later he writes on the wall "Today is the day I REALLY finally quit smoking." Celebrates with another final cigarette, etc. Eventually he's forced to move when the landlord finds hundreds of increasingly impressive oaths covering the formerly immaculate walls.

Svevo was this Italian Jew (Ettore Schmitz) who wanted to learn English. He hired a young Berlitz instructor named... James Joyce. Joyce loved his writing and gave him the confidence to become a successful writer.

Bittersweet ending: Svevo died in a car accident, living long enough to break out a cigarette and smoke: "This one truly will be my last cigarette."