Alright, let’s get real for a second: do you actually want the truth, or are you too comfortable living in your little echo chamber? I’m talking to you—yes, you. The BL fans who think they know every twist in the story just because they binge-watched a series. The indie filmmakers who buy into this romance of “passion over profit” while scraping by. And let’s not forget everyone clutching their pearls at the mere thought of a controversial opinion.

“It’s Not Me, It’s You” isn’t your typical, feel-good, keep-everyone-happy type of book. This is real talk. No filters, no fake apologies. A decade in the film industry taught me that the worst thing you can do is conform, stay quiet, and pretend like everything’s fine when it’s far from it. I’m laying it all out—cancel culture, the hypocrisy in the BL industry, even the absurdity of religion. If you’re easily offended or love playing the victim, save yourself the agony and stop reading now.

Let’s cut the crap. You love BL, and I do, too—that’s why I make it. But you’ve got to ask yourself, are you in it for the story or the fantasy? Because there’s a dark side behind that shiny, polished screen. Ever wonder why some of those actors look like they’re running on fumes? Or why they’re too afraid to step out of line? It’s because, behind every cute scene and fan service moment, there’s an industry that’s exploitative as hell. I’m talking about contracts that trap actors, fan expectations that border on delusional, and a whole system that squeezes people for profit while keeping them silent. Want to know the real cost of that fantasy? It’s all in the book. But fair warning: it might not be pretty.

Independent filmmakers, listen up. I get it—you’re passionate, you love the craft, you’re here for the art. But let’s be brutally honest: the industry isn’t a friendly place for idealists. You either play by their rules or get kicked to the curb. I know, because I’ve been banned, blacklisted, criticized, and “canceled” by people who can’t handle someone speaking the truth. And guess what? It only made me louder. I’m done with the niceties. In “It’s Not Me, It’s You,” I spill the dirty secrets of this industry—the backstabbing, the power plays, and why standing out will cost you. Are you ready to put up a fight, or are you just another dreamer waiting to be crushed?

Here’s a tough question: when did everyone start being so damn fragile? Don’t say anything “offensive,” don’t step on any toes, and for the love of God, don’t have an opinion that’s different from the crowd. What happened to debate, challenging ideas, and saying what you actually think? Today’s culture is all about herd mentality. Follow the crowd, nod along, and if someone says something you don’t like, label them “problematic” and move on. I refuse to play that game, and I dare you to face the uncomfortable truths I put out in this book. Spoiler alert: you might find that our “tolerant” society is anything but.

So, here’s the deal. You can keep living in your safe little world, or you can dive into “It’s Not Me, It’s You.” Just know that once you do, there’s no going back. This book isn’t here to coddle you or validate your comfort zone. It’s here to shatter illusions, piss off the people who need it most, and maybe—just maybe—wake you up.