You typed it.
Most people didn’t.
How much happier would I be if I had a yacht parked in the harbor?
Zero.
How much money should I leave my children so they’ll be happy?
Absolutely nothing.
Not because helping them is wrong.
Because happiness, independence and the ability to build something can’t be inherited.
What if my business idea fails?
Great.
My partner cheated on me. Should I stay?
Absolutely not.
What if I leave my well-paid job and end up earning less?
Congratulations.
My partner earns three times as much as I do. What should I do?
Nothing.
Someone I care about keeps ignoring my messages. What should I text them?
Nothing.
My partner left me, but I still think about them every day. What should I do?
Nothing.
All my friends are buying houses and expensive cars. I’m still renting and spending my money on traveling. What should I change?
Nothing.
My friends stopped talking to me after I started changing my life. What should I do?
Nothing.
My child told me they hate me because I wouldn’t let them do something. What should I do?
OK.
I’m 50 years old. Is it too late to start a business?
Absolutely not.
What if people laugh at me when I start my business?
Let them.
I’ve started three businesses and all three failed. What should I do now?
Try again.
How many books have you written?
Thirteen.
How many have you sold?
Almost a million.
How much money do I need to earn to finally be happy?
Less than you think.
Were you happy when you made the most money?
No.
I have a good, secure job, but every Monday I dread going to work. What should I do?
Leave.
Should I tell my children they can achieve absolutely anything?
Absolutely not.
I was bullied when I was younger. Can I still become successful?
Absolutely yes.
That’s your fuel.
I hurt someone, and now I feel guilty. What should I do?
OK.
You disagreed with at least one of these.
Good.
Are you going to sell me something on this page?
Absolutely yes.
Will it be interesting?
Definitely.
Will I need it?
No.
Every answer here has a reason behind it.
The reasons are becoming a book.
It isn’t finished. We won’t pretend it is.
Life is absurd. So are we.