A trilogy
The Love Survival Guide
Break-up recovery, written by a man, for men.
A three-book trilogy — and only three. The first for the wreckage. The second for the long, undramatic middle. The third for learning to love on purpose once you’re steady enough to choose it. Each book stands on its own; together they follow one honest journey from end to beginning.
The books
In order
The Space Between — Book One of Three Book I of 3
The Space Between
A Survival Guide for the Broken-Hearted
Book One of The Love Survival Guide. For the first weeks and months after a relationship ends — the nights in the garage, the empty half of the bed, and the quiet realisation that something has to give.
“I don’t know what brought you here. Maybe it happened last night. Maybe it happened three years ago and you’re still standing in the wreckage, wondering why everyone else seems to have moved on and you haven’t. Maybe you’re not even sure it counts as a break up — maybe it was a marriage, a whole life, a shared mortg…”
From the opening pages 
Still Standing — Book Two of Three Book II of 3
Still Standing
Navigating the Long Middle of Recovery
Book Two of The Love Survival Guide. For the undocumented middle — the stretch after the worst of it has passed, but before you’d call yourself rebuilt. Standing, mostly. Some days more steadily than others.
“If you read the first book, you’ll know where this one picks up. Not at the kitchen table where it ended. Not at the doctor’s office, or the bottom, or even the morning it finally turned. This book starts later — in the strange, undocumented stretch of time after the worst of it has passed, but before you’d call you…”
From the opening pages 
Loving on Purpose — Book Three of Three Book III of 3
Loving on Purpose
Building a Life and Love You Actually Choose
Book Three of The Love Survival Guide. For what comes after the long middle. The part where you actually get to choose something on purpose — a relationship, a life, a version of love that is simply, plainly, wanted.
“Three books in, and I still find it strange to write from here. If you’ve read the first two, you’ll know the man who sat at that kitchen table, who went to the doctor, who spent a long, undramatic middle learning to stand up straight again. He’s still in me. But he’s no longer the one making most of the decisions.”
From the opening pages