Don't Push Me and You Can't Make Me. A perfect match. But not made in heaven, oh no. Made in the world of rackets (complaints/upsets) and winning formulas (strong suits). They say in Landmark that "an act marries an act." Well Don't Push Me is my husband's act. When he goes there, everybody is clear it is time to leave him alone. I mean, the guy is scary. You Can't Make Me is my act.
When we met, neither one of us had done the Landmark Forum, so we had no idea our acts were compatible. We didn't know we had an "act." We thought it was other things, like the magic of chemistry, similar values and interests, being attractive to each other, being soul mates, mutual regard. How does it burst your bubble when you realize that you married your own act?
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