Every year, one or two wives of the men I work with decide I'm a quack. A scammer. A grifter running a side hustle out of his home office. (It has never happened with a woman who has actually met or spoken with me.) They generally suspect I'm fooling their naive husbands into spending ungodly sums on idiotic gimmicks that promise a rose-colored life of endless marital bliss, and they often attribute every disappointment from their husband to me somehow, as if I'm pulling invisible puppet...

Hey Reader, Zelda and I have been building and writing things, and I want to share with you what's come out of it. Here's the short version of why:Everything we share with others, we had to learn the hard way first, and we each lament that we spent a lot of years in agony from that process. Our marriage didn't start as the one we have now. To be transparent, it started out emotionally unsafe. Endless exasperating arguments, feeling like adversaries, two people who loved each other and kept...

Hey Reader, I've been talking with lots of men and women lately about emotional safety: what it looks like in relationships, how we create it, and what gets in the way. Most of the coaching conversations my wife Zelda and I have with other couples these days seem to reveal misunderstandings and misconceptions people are picking up from the invasion of therapy-speak into social media, where therapists themselves have increasingly become influencers and celebrities, competing in the same...