I never meant to become a columnist. Frankly, I assumed most people had the good sense to manage their relationships without public meltdowns, ultimatums, or group chats. But week after week, I watched perfectly reasonable men get accused of “manipulation” simply for remembering details. I saw healthy conflict labeled as “emotional abuse” just because someone raised their voice while also making several good points. And I realized: the world didn’t need another advice columnist. It needed an interpreter.

So I started writing Let Me Finish—not for myself, but for the countless people who’ve been misunderstood, misquoted, or mischaracterized simply because they were honest. If my words bring peace to even one unnecessarily escalated situation, I’ll consider it time well spent.

My approach is simple: I don’t take sides. I take facts. And I help people see what really happened, not what they think they felt about it later. You’re welcome.