We Will Get By. We Will Survive.

If you’re feeling the need to disconnect — do it.

That’s the message this week.

If your nervous system feels fried… if your mornings start with a sense of dread… if the constant stream of noise and news is making you want to throw your phone in a lake and disappear for a while — I want you to hear this:

That’s not weakness. That’s wisdom.

You’re not selfish for needing space. You’re not broken for feeling burned out. You’re not a bad man for wanting to check out and catch your breath.

You’re human.

And sometimes, the most responsible thing you can do isn’t to “stay informed” or “stay engaged” — it’s to fucking disengage so you can heal. So you can reset. So you can come back stronger, clearer, and more grounded in who you are.

This week’s letter is about that exact feeling — and what I’m doing with it. Because I’m right there with you.

Life Updates

First — this is going to be the last weekly edition of Navigating the Storm.

From here on out, I’ll be shifting to an every-other-week rhythm.

When I started this newsletter over a year ago, the goal was to publish one letter every week for a full year — just to get the reps in, build the habit, and figure out where this was all going.

And it’s wild to realize this as I’m writing it now… but I know who I am more deeply and intimately because I’ve written this newsletter every week.

It’s been a mirror.
A rhythm.
A place to speak honestly, figure shit out, and stay grounded in what matters.

And I’m proud of what it’s built — not just externally, but internally. I’m a better man because I stuck with it, even on the weeks I didn’t want to.

Part of shifting the cadence now is to protect the clarity and energy I’ve worked hard to build. But it’s also about alignment.

I’ve written in my vision that eventually, this newsletter goes to once a month. This shift is a step toward that — toward simplicity. Toward the unhurried life I’m committed to living.

I’m not rushing it. I’m doing it slowly and intentionally, one small action at a time. And with a newborn in the house, energy management matters more than ever.

Speaking of — fatherhood is going great.

It’s only been about a week and a half, but baby is healthy, mom is thriving, and I’ve never been more proud of her. She’s absolutely crushing it. There’s something so divinely and beautifully feminine about watching a woman step fully into motherhood. It’s made me love her even more. I’m more attracted to her than ever.

It’s a shift, for sure. We’ve been together nine years. Nine years of just us — and now it’s three. That changes the dynamic. But we’ve been intentional about staying connected. Every night, once things settle, we shut the TV off and talk. We ask each other about the highlights of the day, how we’re doing, what we need.

That check-in — that simple act of presence — has been huge.

We’re excited for what’s ahead. Excited for our son to grow up surrounded by family and friends and nature.

We’re planning to move back to Ohio — not permanently, and not immediately — but most likely in early 2027. Just to be clear, our long-term plan isn’t to stay in Northeast Ohio. This next move is just for now. We’re not slapping a timeline on it. We’re rolling with the flow.

But yeah — having him get to know my side of the family, and being around the land and the simple things we used to take for granted… it feels right.

On a personal note — this week reminded me why my morning routine is so damn important.

Time alone with my journal, my vision board, and with God… that anchors me. It’s where I process what’s going on. It’s how I make sure I’m living in alignment — or getting back to alignment when I’ve drifted.

That’s what allows me to show up as the best leader, father, husband, coach, creator, and entrepreneur I can be. In that order — and I say that intentionally.

The Real Work

Earlier this week, I hit that internal red flag again.

I caught myself fantasizing about throwing away my phone, quitting my sales job, closing my businesses, selling all our assets, and vanishing into the woods.

That’s not just escapism. That’s a signal.

It means I’m overdue to unplug and reset.

So next Wednesday, I’m taking the day off. Going fishing in the morning. Then I’m heading into the woods with a chair, some food, and no phone — just me and the silence.

And even this week — I’ve already been deleting my social media apps in the evenings. I’m taking longer to respond to messages. And yeah, sometimes I miss a message here and there.

But it’s okay.

I have to protect my peace.
I have to respect my boundaries.
I have to maintain balance — between clients, Forge members, sales leads, social media, all of it.

And I can’t do that if I don’t take care of myself first.

This is the real work.

And I know for some people, that might seem like a contradiction. They follow me on social media and think it conflicts with what I post. That I’m too intense. That I must be unhealed.

But it’s actually the opposite.

I speak this way because I’ve healed.

I believe in what I say.
I know what I stand for.
I know what I stand against.
I know who I am.

That’s why I don’t engage in the comments. That’s why I don’t let the sheep stir the pot inside me. Because I’ve done enough work to know when to step away — so I can keep showing up, fully grounded in the fight that does matter.

I believe in ownership.
I believe men heal through community, accountability, discipline, habits, and deep self-knowledge.

And I believe every problem we’re facing in society can be traced back to unhealed people — men and women.

You want to see what a lack of healing looks like?

It’s the constant finger-pointing.
The hypocritical thinking.
The outrage that only applies when “the other side” does something.
The nonstop jumping from one trending headline to the next — forgetting the last one as soon as the next one hits.
Being constantly triggered by shit that doesn’t actually affect your life.
Caring deeply about things one minute, then completely abandoning them the next.

That’s not clarity. That’s chaos.

And that chaos comes from not knowing who you are.
No values.
No vision.
No purpose guiding what you give a shit about.

That’s why I write what I write.
That’s the whole intent behind my content.

Not to be loud.
Not to be edgy.
But to call out the wound — and trust that the right people will hear the deeper message.

The ones who are ready to heal.
The ones who are already on the path.
The ones who feel it, even if they can’t put it into words yet.

And I do it the way I do it — with sharp edges and strong language — because sometimes the only way to wake someone up… is to stick your finger in the bullet hole and fucking twist.

That’s who I’m speaking to.

And if that’s you — I’m glad you’re here.

As always, thanks for reading,
Kyle

Song of the Week: “Touch of Grey” — Grateful Dead

This one is in honor of Bob Weir and yeah, I know. The hardcore Deadheads might roll their eyes at this one — it was their biggest pop hit, the one that got overplayed, the one that “isn’t real Dead.”

But fuck it. There’s something about this song that just hits.

Some days I wake up and I don’t know how I’m going to get through it. I don’t know how we’re going to get through it — as men, as families, as a society.

But I come back to that simple line:
“I will get by. I will survive.”

And I believe it. Not because it’s easy. But because I keep showing up.
I keep listening to myself.
I keep trusting God.
I keep following that quiet voice inside — even when it’s hard.

And I know that if I keep doing that — one day, one step, one breath at a time — we’ll get by.

Me.
My family.
All of us.

That’s the medicine this song gives me. And maybe it gives you a little of the same.