When I think of this book the word crap comes to mind. Ok, to be honest a whole lot of other words come to mind but they aren't exactly people friendly. It's fair to say that yes I was frustrated at the idea of reading this book in the first place thanks to the reason that led me to attempt to read it (was given to me by a doctor as 'homework') but I was willing to give it a try. Well try as hard as I might I still only made it to page 20 something. It's 130 pages long and that's as far as I got and I have to say that says a lot.
For starters I would never recommend this to anyone who has been through a lot in life, dealt with depression before and has a fair idea about human behaviour. It's something that's more for the naive, innocent types or very young adults and even then it might be a bit grating and condescending. I suggest that if you ever see this book in a book store or library keep walking, don't even bother thinking about looking twice.
Being Happy: A Review

