How can I overcome irresponsibility?

This page may be out of date. Save your draft before refreshing this page. Submit any pending changes before refreshing this page. I knew an official secret that had been taboo for a thousand years, so, what I did to build a community around my blog, was, when I retired, I compiled a set of memoirs of my life and work the watchful eyes of the Bestseller in a Weekend coach, Alicia Dunams, and uploaded them to Amazon Kindle Direct Publishing on a Saturday evening / Sunday morning, shortly after my life and work came off the UK Official Secrets Acts list; and kept all my friends and family on social networking sites informed of their contents and my uploading progress: with the result that they captured Amazon Bestseller slots #1, #2, #4 and #5. So I informed the Editor in Chief of a prestigious newspaper which attracted an invitation to blog on that newspaper, and, in turn, it attracted invitations to write more books and blogs and record audio-video broadcasts...

It’s probably because your expectations of life are incorrect. You shouldn’t expect life to have an interest in you. Life has no conscious awareness and no conscience. It couldn’t care less if you live or you die. Try this pro bono 7 Steps in 7 Days plan of positive actions I recommend to my Energime University students to lift them from the despondency they get in due to the trials and tribulations of student life - Students . If it floats your boat, pulls your string, pushes your button, or brightens your world, consolidate it by trying its pro bono 7 Steps in 98 Days big sibling - CSSIL DWTD SAAP . Crush churning thoughts that suicide might be the easiest means of escape Fix short, medium and long-term financial security to stop you worrying Raise your happiness floor metres above your depression doorstep level Broaden your outlook to see and take opportunities to better your world Kill the voice that calls you fat, ugly, lazy, stupid, pathetic and worthless P...

I used to be such a worrier that, if I had nothing to worry about I'd worry why it was I had nothing to worry about. It only happened when my brain wasn't otherwise busy. So my dad, mum, and her grampa taught me to fill my head with more wholesome thoughts about other things. I could do it by reading, writing, and what have you. So that's what I did. Day in, day out. I became a very serious minded child, and studied and created, instead of wasting my life. Wasting life away worrying was painful because worry hurts. And worrying about not having anything to worry about hurt worse, for it filled me with guilt. That, I imagine, is the place you are at, now, at this point in your life. You can make it a turning point like I did. It wasn't easy as I have learning difficulties. But it can be easier for you, as I can guide and mentor you, for I specialised in sustainable entrepreneurialism of the County Surveyors Society of England. It gave me two careers. The first spann...

I come from a dynastic bloodline. We were famous for suicidal loyalty, intelligence and chivalry when at war. But notorious for suicidal disloyalty, stupidity and recklessness when at peace. If we ran out of enemies to confront and kill, we confronted and killed each other. And when we ran out of each other to kill, we killed ourselves. This was a useful quirk if our ruler didn’t want to pay us wages once a war was over. But it was an impediment if we had to govern the land for him, so his heirs would inherit it. The problem was we ended up bored witless when we had no enemies to confront and kill. So we invented our own, by picking squabbles with one another. Where we did not have legitimate reason to pick on one another, we challenged each other to duels. We did this by slapping each other in the face with our gauntlets. We could make it hurt if we used chain mail and / or other armoured gauntlets. That made our opponents angry. But at least we didn’t have to create...

You sound like I used to be, Anthony Pierre, complacent about everything. I was born into a dynastic environment that was so ancient I had no need to have a personal identity. It was royal, privileged, nepotistic, self sustaining and traceable to the diaspora of Indus Valley community in South West Asia millenia ago in their conquest and colonisation of all the inhabitable land on earth at that time. I was awarded an ancient chivalric title when I was three and half days old by my mother’s maternal grandfather, with whom we lived, in a tied quarryman’s cottage on a family estate of land that had comprised a parish of the Bishop of Llandaff in Wales prior to the dissolution of the monasteries of England, Wales, Scotland, and Ireland by Henry VIII on the occasion of his schism with the Pope. Born a member of the ancient County Surveyors Society of the United Kingdom and Commonwealth I was guaranteed a position of authority within that organisation upon formalizat...