The ESB Epidemic: Why I’m Done Playing Nice with the Coaching World
I’m tired.
Not soul-tired—bullshit-tired.
Tired of spiritual folks making everything so damn complicated.
Tired of scrolling past 10 videos just to find one tiny-ass crumb of truth.
Tired of the endless performance—the shiny reels, the perfect posts, the "I’ve got it all figured out" aesthetic that’s really just a distraction wrapped in a filter.
Tired of “coaches” preaching love and light while low-key manipulating and guilt-tripping people behind a polished smile.
Tired of being told to “just think positive” like I didn’t already try that while my whole damn life was burning down around me. Like the secret to peace is some perfect mindset or a 5-step bullshit blueprint to "happiness."
We are spiritual beings having a human experience. Human meaning you're meant to feel the whole damn spectrum—the grief, the rage, the confusion, the longing—not bypass it with some sparkly ESB (Emotionally Spiritually Bypassing) course that promises you’ll be "high vibe" in 30 days if you just journal hard enough and fake-grin through the pain.
The truth?
That’s not how this shit works.
You can’t think your way out of trauma. You can’t affirm your way out of heartbreak or confusion. You have to feel it. You have to move through it. You have to look the messy, broken, beautiful parts of you straight in the eye and say, "I’m still here."
I don’t do ESB. I do essence.
I do real, raw, uncomfortable-at-times transformation that doesn’t hide behind some fake sunny Instagram caption.
If you want sugarcoated healing, you’re in the wrong fucking place.
I’m tired of "manifestation" coaches selling hope like snake oil. Tired of gurus blaming their clients for "not doing the work" when the work was rigged from the start.
Tired of people like Tony Robbins calling folks weak because they’re struggling.
Tired of Jay Shetty fabricating monk stories to build an empire—and somehow still getting interviews with Michelle Obama like it's no big deal.
Like... are we seeing this?
It’s a damn circus.
A glossy, high-production-value circus. A full-blown performance designed to sell you illusions while you’re starving for something real.
And people are getting played.
Because it’s easier to believe a shiny quick fix than it is to face the raw, messy, non-linear path real healing demands.
Meanwhile, people like me?
We’re not selling hope wrapped in glitter. We’re offering what actually lands. What actually shifts lives.
No fluff. No manipulation. No performance.
But because we don’t pander, we get ignored.
Because we don’t manufacture fake urgency, we get passed over.
Because we’re not tap-dancing for the algorithm, we’re "hard to find."
Meanwhile, recycled hype artists are building empires. Not because they’re better. Not because their work is deeper. But because they know how to sell illusions to people desperate for a shortcut.
And you know what?
I’m fucking done pretending that’s okay.
I’m not here to play their game. I’m here to burn the whole damn board down.
If that makes me "too much" for some people? Good. Those aren’t my people.
I’ll take resonance over reach, depth over dopamine hits, alignment over applause—every single time.
Because the ones who get it?
The ones who feel it?
They’re already wide awake.
And we’re not waiting for permission anymore.
If you’re tired of surface-level bullshit and ready for something real, here’s where you can find me:
Essence and Clarity — A 1:1 session to get straight to the damn root. No bypassing. No spiritual gymnastics. Just grounded, straight-talking clarity so you can leave knowing exactly what the fuck to do next.
Elevate Your Essence — My 8-week mentorship for people who are done with surface-level coaching. This is where we dissolve the bullshit, reclaim your power, and anchor into who you really are—not who the algorithm thinks you should be.
Mastering the Unseen — My book on belief alchemy. I’m not here for bestseller lists. I’m here for the ones who feel the truth cracking something open inside them when they read it. If it’s calling you, it’s waiting.
You can find it all here—or come sit with me over on Slow Wanderers, my Substack home, where I write like I talk: real, rooted, raw.
And if you’re not ready yet?
Stay in the field. Read the posts. Feel the vibe. Come back when you’re ready to quit bypassing and actually meet yourself.
P.S.
I’m not here to sell you a dream.
I’m here to help you wake the fuck up to the one you’re already living.
No glitter. No gimmicks.
Just truth, clarity, and the guts to live it.