At first, it seems that the method* will help, teach how to do the right thing. It seems that some of the smartest people have been working on it and it should definitely save us all.
“And how did I not find this before? – Here I am stupid!”
But some time passes and you just stop using this method at best and go back to your usual life (they like to sing songs about procrastination and laziness). In the worst case, you get “injuries” from its use.
But you are not stupid at all. The method is stupider than you! He thinks he will be able to captivate you with his external beauty, to take possession of you, to turn you into his slave. You felt good and calm, the method came, hit you on the head and now you sit in panic, tired and feel like shit.
You can get acquainted with the method, drink tea, play checkers, but eventually break up.
You should develop your own habits, instructions based on someone else's experience, but this is always something close to you and nothing else. You can call it your own method. Yours!
*Usually referred to as “methodology”. But I'm sick of -logues and pseudo-indulgence in language. Here and everywhere else – the method.