He definitely markets it as a self-help book. Each chapter ends with a challenge for the reader that is geared toward taking ownership of their destiny by way of owning their mistakes and shortcomings while also acknowledging their successes (a notion he calls “reaching into the cookie jar”). If this sort of thing isn’t obvious to someone, it might be helpful. It’s at least very on the nose, haha.
My post was saturated was sarcasm. Which is why I denoted “flame free-ish” at the end. I said “ish” because there’s usually a caveat to things like that.
However I’m quick to get in my feelings about generalizations concerning males and females.
I don’t stand on the side of the “suffering Olympics” so to speak. Struggle is struggle. Man or woman. The degree to which said suffering is felt is individual, but the act of actually suffering is unanimous across the board.
I’m well aware that women do not the solely possess the monopoly on burden.
If your post was made in a joking manner then great. I apologize for my lack of ability to read text cues. Concerning you and the other individuals who commented on the subject.
I think that, given the thread we are in, it is likely we are all just kidding. For my part at least, totally unserious.
Being locked up in a room for half a day was boring as fuck, God forbid you try watch some of the game and ruin the tranquility in the room.
Then you gotta be all nice and supportive when it’s happening. I constantly had my brain going “fuck this man, just say ‘youre really being a big baby about this. Stop complaining and push it out already’ see what happens - whats the worst than can happen? She kicks you outta the room and you can go watch the game?”
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And she gets her own personal anesthetist! I couldn’t even get a beer to help me recover a bit.
@planetcybertron 
love to all my sisters and brothers…
I feel so betrayed
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This morning while I was eating my three scrambled eggs and logging my food for the day, my phone dropped into the eggs. The phone has a rubber-ish case, so some eggs were stuck to it when I picked it up. I ate them off the phone. A piece fell to the floor when I pulled the phone out, but assuming it was a tiny piece like the ones on the phone, I ignored it and finished eating. When I got up I saw that it was a significant chunk of scrambled egg (~eraser sized), so I picked that up and ate it, too.
My T-ransformation is going really well, lol.
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That’s disgusting - your phone is the dirtiest thing around - but I would have done the same thing - not wasting eggs lol
Oh white bricks can be run under water to wash off dog hair - don’t ask me how I know
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That’s exactly what I would have done! 
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This is exactly the kind of go-getter attitude you’re gonna need for the coming apocalypse.
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I just comsumed twice as many calories in one meal as @anna_5588 consumes all week.
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I, too, put a bit of extra dressing on my salad.
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As part of my diet break I’ve instituted pancake Sundays.
First it was 6 eggs to make 10 cakes
Last week was 8 eggs for 12 cakes
Going for 10 eggs this Sunday… At some point these shouldn’t be considered pancakes anymore, I intend to keep adding eggs until I reach that point.
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So what was the rest of your breakfast?
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The bit of toast which fell down and rolled behind the table 3 days prior?
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We have been using an old vacuum cleaner in our house which I bought when I was in my early 20s.
I succumbed and let the old girl go. We bought a new wizbang vacuum online which arrived today.
We vacuumed on the weekend and used the new one as soon as it arrived. It sucked up one and a half filters full of additional dust and crap…
I feel disgusted in myself lol (and I have been sneezing non stop since we finished)
Isn’t it kinda fun to do though? Like, it’s gross, but also sorta satisfying.
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This definitely pleased my wife more than any other activity she has shared with me lol
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