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Why is it that every time I expect from myself to sit at the desk and get a job done, I find myself skimming some dubious articles or lingering over my task at best?

The time I waste on unnecessary triviaentertainment almost always overtookaffects my performance in any activity, whether it was working, learning, or in my relationships.

As a result of so much intimate closenessexperience with this concept, I've invented a whole bunch of different techniques and tricks that were supposed to help me in my battle with procrastination.

Being a high-organised and stubborn person, I meticulously tried out various ways to combat my laziness and passivity, amongst which wereincluded: creating a strict schedule, using a Google calendar and a task management app, mtaking a break every half an hour, and others.

Still, all these tricks proved their ineffectiveness despite my stubborn efforts.

At a certain point, hustling maddeningly between yet another brokenimpossible deadline and unfinished work emails, I surrendered.

WhyHow my coworkers and fellows were capable of dofinishing their projects on time while I was constantly beatingracing against the clock, was beyond me.

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Indeed, why should I be concerned about such trivialities like deadlines or working tasks ?

Wouldn’t it be better to learn to usleverage this trait for my own good?

Indeed, today the trend of self-acceptance is increasing by leaps and boundson the rise.

The mModern pop psychology culture broadcasts here and there its all-time favouritethe popular message — whoever manages to embrace their shortcomings will get in life a royal flash, namelyachieve satisfaction, tranquility, and contentment.

No one knows why many people believeuy into this motto nowadays, but they continue to paygive money to all kinds of quacks, from fake psychologists to snake oil salesmen, so it is what it is.

In case you are an opponent ofgainst psychology and medicine and instead prefer a spiritual developmentapproach, there’s no shortage of gurus and chiropractics here, there and everywhereors.

You can literally go out on the street and encounter all sorts of spiritualistfortune-tellers, who are ready to foretell your future many years ahead, depending on the chargehow much you’re willing to pay.

All my life I’ve had a deep dly seated mistrust of such persons in my gut, so instead of askconsulting them, I've decided to talk things over with a friend of mine, who is notoriously well-known byfor his inability to focus.

My question to him was, how does he deal with his life, messing up all his to-do lists and deadlines.?

After several embarrassing attempts, I finally managed to explain to him my problem.

I was wishing, hoping and praying that he’ll would articulate something deeply sensibleprofound, something so empowering that it willould turn my life up andside down and become a real game changer in my hopeless broken-deadlines-existence.

Instead, knowledgeably looking into his glass of beer, he firmly uttered, “Life is short, so I don’t give a fuck.”

The one thing that has always provoked a lot of questions in my mind is procrastination.

"In my mind" can be inferred, and can thus be removed.
Here's how I would write this: "The one thing that has always got me thinking is the idea of procrastination."

Why is it that every time I expect from myself to sit at the/my desk and get a job done, I find myself skimming some dubiousirrelevant articles or lingering overslogging through my task at best?

I'm not entire sure what the second half of the sentence was meant to be, but I provided some different choice of wording that may be better for what you want.

The time I waste on unnecessary trivia almost always overtookhindered my performance in any activity, whether it was working, learning, or relationships.

As a result of such intimate closenessmy familiarity with this concept, I invented a whole bunch of different techniques and tricks that were supposed to help me in my battle with procrastination.

"Intimate closeness" is okay but feels a bit awkward.

Being a highly-organised and stubborn person, I meticulously tried out various ways to combat my laziness and passivity, among which were. Those methods included creating a strict schedule, using a Google calendar and a task management app, making a break every half an hour, and others list goes on.

Broke up the sentence since it was a bit long and fixed wording a little.

Still, all these tricks proved theiro be ineffectiveness despite my stubborn efforts.

Why my coworkers and fellows werewere always capable of doing their projects on time while I was constantly beatracing the clock, was beyond me.

A relieving feeling of resignation wrapped me all over since I acknowledged that I meet deadlines once in a blue moon and, it seems,came upon me as I finally acknowledged that I am chronically unable to do tasks on time.

While I love the idiom "once in a blue moon," I feel like just cutting that out will make this sentence far more readable with the increased brevity.

Indeed, why should I concern aboutmyself with such trivialities like deadlines or working tasks ?

Indeed, tToday the trend of self-acceptance is increasing by leaps and bounds.

I feel that it would be better to cut 'indeed' here to avoid repetition.

The modern pop psychology culture broadcasts here and there its all-time favourite message —occasionally: whoever manages to embrace their shortcomings will get in life a royal flash, namely satisfaction, tranquility, and contentment.

I'm not too entirely sure what the first half is trying to say. Also, I prefer using a colon over em-dash for something like this.

No one knows why so many people believe this motto nowadays, but they continuere's always someone willing to pay money to all kinds of quacks, from fake psychologists to snake oil salesmen,; so, it is what it is.

Haha, I love the way you wrote this.

In case you are an opponent of psychology and medicine and instead prefer a spiritual development, there’s no shortage of gurus and chiropractics here, there and everywhere.

Cut the end for brevity.

You can literally go out on the street and encounter all sorts of spiritualists, who are ready to foretell/predict your future many years ahead, depending on the charge you’re willing to pay for a fee.

Again, making this a bit more concise.

All my life I’ve had a deeply rooted distrust of such persons in my gut, so instead of asking them, I decided to talk things over with a friend of mine, who is notoriously well-known by his inability to focus.

My question was,: how does he deal withhandle/live his life, messing up all his to-do lists and deadlines.?

After several embarrassing attempts, I finally managed to explain to him my problem.

I was wishing, hoping and prayhoping that he’ll would articulate something deeply sensiservicable, something so empowering that it willould turn my life up andside down and become a real game changer , revolutionizing my hopeless, broken-deadlines- existence.

Instead, knowledgeabnchalantly looking into his glass of beer, he firmly uttered, “Life is short, so I don’t give a fuck.”

I love that, haha. Also, I'm not too sure what you want to go with "knowledgeably," but it doesn't seem to fit here. I replaced it with "nonchalantly," but I feel that this might be off too.

Also, I'd say a better way to put this is: "Life's too short to give a fuck."