"oh my god, I don't want to read all of this... just please let me have the free workbook to get started to see if any of this worth my time..."
Then ask yourself, again, "why in the actual fuck aM I here--really?"
You’re going to see this again when you download this workbook, and it’s intentional.
It’s intentional because I want you to fully understand that neither my wife nor I are here to “hold your hand,” or tell you what you “want to hear” in those soft, non-confrontational, “feels-good” “vibes” kinda way.
You’re not going to have pay any money for this. And because it’s free, many of you will be tempted to half-ass your way through it. You’ll treat it like any of the other “free” shit you’ve downloaded, scrolled past, and forgotten (we’ve likely all done this, Sharon and I as well).
This is not that.
You may be thinking, “prove it, fucker.”
Good.
I want you skeptical.
I want you paying attention.
Some of you came here looking for a bandaid when what you need is a fucking tourniquet.
You want easy.
You want to feel good without doing the hard-ass work.
I was once one of those people that wanted to do all that I could to avoid any more potential pain. After all that I had experienced in my life, and all the shit that I had lived through; the last thing I wanted to do was volunteer for anything else that might cause me more pain.
SO I get that. I really do.
But this is work. This is dedication. Not to the “work” per se, but to yourself.
For yourself.
So let’s not bullshit this.
Are you actually going to do this… or not?
—because this is the point where most people quietly check out.
Why?
Because at the other end of the initial personal emotional inventory, is the very real chance to have a life and love that, right now, many of you can’t even imagine yet.
And because they can't "see it"?
They check the fuck out.
And I couldn't "see it" at the time either.
And yet, here I am, living and loving in ways that I once thought impossible for someone “like me.”
But if you’re not willing to do what’s asked of you, save yourself the time. Go download some cute AI-generated fluff that drowns you in dopamine and leaves you right where you started.
But if you’re done with memes and platitudes, if you’re ready to stop asking “why does my relationship suck,” or “why can’t I have someone who loves me for who I am,” and you’re willing to start seeing the actual ingredients you’ve been using to “burn” life down—keep reading.
Inside this workbook, we aren't dissecting your ex. We aren't manifesting "the one." We are looking at the smoke coming out of your relationships. We are naming the four indictments, or the “big” issues that we call encounter at one time or another.
And we are asking the one question you’ve been outrunning:
“If I were the Love of my Lifetime, would I move into the emotional kitchen I’m currently maintaining and inhabiting?
Or
“Would I ‘love’ me the way I am?”
I don’t intend to insult your intelligence. But I also won’t let you pretend the smoke your relationship and potential for love is just smoke and steam.
If you take this like a walk in the park, you won’t get much out of it.
That will be on you.
So own it. Do the fucking work.
You do your part.
I’ve done mine.
Consider this:
- I understand this isn't "AI-generated fluff" designed to give me a dopamine hit.
- I am ready to stop pretending the smoke in my relationship is just "steam".
- I acknowledge that if I put no effort into this, the failure is entirely on me.
So now, what the fuck are you gonna do?