it hardcore struggles from trying to be evaluatively unopinionated on forms of poly while simultaneously being explicitly normative, and the actual understanding and insights disappoint real hard as a result.

it frequently lapses into an descriptions of relationships that would make even the most shallow "relationship anarchist" roll their eyes. a predictable failure mode of trying to speak to such a breadth of relationship models, its kinda just embarrassing for the philosophically sensitive ones.

a lot of the situations presented in the book are like impossible to sympathize with skissue shit, like yea ik you're trying not to induce shame or feelings of not being good enough but idk vro sometimes you just gotta fix ur shit and get gud

the whole thing suffers from that-one-friend-thats-too-woke syndrome and i feel like i'm listening to a zillenial-coded therapy speak tiktok

there's a bunch of authenticity and truth and ontology bullshit but that kinda goes without saying we're playing psychology

she introduces an ungodly amount of unhelpful distinctions that are extremely uncomfortable and the thought of anyone actually using them in their relationships is actively repulsive. and even the ones where i could *maybe* see something salvageable, i really think you'd be better off without the