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If you're ever looking for or wondering about the mathematical equation that determines what books I read or don't read, good luck! There's no rhyme or reason to what books I even pick up. The really roundabout way I took to get to this book- I got a free audiobook coupon from google, so I'm browsing their most downloaded books and this pops up and I remember shelving this tiny book a million times at Dublin. I'm not about to waste my free audiobook coupon on this book though, so I go to youtube and see if it's there. It is, so that's how I listened to this. Thanks youtube?

I was talking to John about the ideas in this book and he was like, that sounds like a horoscope.
100% right. That's why I married that guy. I still have no idea wtf John's love language is- all of them? Who wouldn't like all of this shit?

Anyways, I'm easily listening to this book and silently gagging every time the author mentions "filling up your love tank." It's pretty much what I expected and then BAM! This book gets fucking weird! The last chapter is totally insane and about a woman who fucking HATES her husband. The guy sounds like a total asshole ("I'm not going to therapy because there's nothing wrong with me, you can keep going because you're the broken one." Okay Douchetron 3000.) So the author suggests a Jesus sermon about loving your enemies and is basically like, look your husband wants sex, so just give him some sex and then tell him he's really good at it. She's like, but I can't stand the fucking guy, he's awful. The author is like, while you're laying there just think about Jesus.
WUT.
WHAT. IN THE ACTUAL. FUCK.
So yeah, she thinks about Jesus and her relationship is SAVED.