Most of this book is filled with slut-shaming language, some homophobia and transphobia, some bigotry, and just a general misunderstanding of any not-religious relationships.

The only thing that I could even remotely agree with actually took me by surprise. At the end they equate a woman's worth with a one hundred dollar bill. When it's brand new and clean and untouched, it's worth $100. When it's been through some stuff and is now nasty and used and dirty, it's still worth $100. Yeah, they're still slut shaming women with that, but it's better (marginally) than the used chewing gum comparison I was expecting.

This book is garbage in regards to actual relationship advice, defining love, or anything useful.