I didn’t plan to become a walking reclamation project. But when everything collapsed—my relationship, my mental health, my sense of...

For most of my life, therapy felt like a dead end. I tried. I showed up. I spoke. But somehow, nothing really moved. I stayed stuck. And after enough cycles of disappointment, I found myself saying what a lot of men say: "There are better ways to heal than therapy." And in some cases, that’s true. Meditation. Psychedelics. Nervous system work. Spending time in nature. Shadow work. I did all of it. Some of it helped more than any therapist ever had.

It’s a hike—through uncertainty, setbacks, and growth. One step at a time. If you’re a man who’s been through emotional chaos—especially the kind no one sees coming—you’ve probably hit a point where you wondered: “What the hell is wrong with me?”

There were signs, early on, that something was deeply wrong. Moments that crossed lines I’d never seen crossed in past relationships. But I felt sorry for her. I believed she’d been through a lot. I told myself she was just scared—that she needed safety, consistency, love—and if I gave her that, it would all even out.