Boundaries Cost Me $89 and Now I Owe the Boundary Lady My Entire Calendar
Let me paint you a picture. It is a Tuesday evening. I am tired. I am overcommitted. I have said yes to a baby shower, a networking happy hour, a friend's improv showcase, and something called a "vision board potluck" — all in the same weekend. I am, by every clinical and casual definition, a person who cannot say no.
So naturally, I bought a course about it.
Eighty-nine dollars. A full, beautiful, promise-filled $89, handed over to a woman named Trish who has a ring light, a podcast, and a personal brand built entirely on the concept of protecting your peace. Her Instagram bio says "Helping you honor your bandwidth." Her course was called The Sacred No: Reclaiming Your Time, Your Energy, and Your Entire Life.
I clicked purchase at 11:47 PM on a Wednesday. By Thursday morning, I had seventeen new emails.
Module One: Watch This Video. Also, Watch This Other Video. Also, Block Your Calendar for the Live Q&A.
The course opened with a very calming welcome video in which Trish told me, in a soft linen-shirt voice, that my time was sacred. She said the word "sacred" eleven times. I counted because I was avoiding starting Module One.
Module One was forty-three minutes long. It came with a workbook. The workbook had forty-one pages. Page one asked me to list every obligation in my life that was draining my energy. I ran out of paper.
By the end of Module One, I had learned that I needed to protect my time. To do this, Trish recommended I join the course's private Facebook group, download the companion app, and — this is where things got philosophically complicated — register for the live accountability session happening the following Thursday at 7 PM.
I said yes to all three. Obviously.
The Community Is Thriving and Also Relentless
The Facebook group had 4,200 members, all of whom had also paid $89 to learn how to say no, and all of whom were now saying yes to everything happening inside the group. There were daily check-ins. There were weekly challenges. There was a woman named Deborah who posted motivational quotes every morning at 6 AM and somehow made that feel mandatory.
I missed one morning check-in. Deborah personally tagged me. "Just checking in, friend! How are those boundaries holding up?" The answer, Deborah, was not well. The answer was that I had just agreed to be the accountability partner for a stranger named Phil from Ohio who wanted to stop saying yes to his brother-in-law's multilevel marketing pitches.
Phil texted me four times on Saturday.
The Upsell Arrives, as It Always Does
Around week three, Trish sent an email with the subject line: You've done the work. Now go deeper.
For $249, I could enroll in The Sacred No: Advanced Boundaries Intensive — a six-week live cohort with daily video lessons, a private Slack channel, and something called "Boundary Mapping Sessions" that I still cannot fully explain. The pitch was elegant. It acknowledged that I had already learned the basics of saying no. It suggested, gently but firmly, that truly mastering the no required more of my time, money, and emotional availability.
I sat with that email for a full twenty minutes, which is the longest I have ever spent not immediately clicking something. Growth.
I did not buy the Advanced Intensive. I want credit for that. I want a certificate.
What I did do was register for the free webinar Trish hosted the following week to preview the Advanced Intensive content. It was ninety minutes long. There was a workbook.
A Partial Inventory of Things I Have Agreed To Since Purchasing a Course on Declining Things
- The Facebook group (active participant)
- Weekly live Q&A sessions (attended four of seven, which is a personal record for anything)
- Phil's accountability texts (ongoing)
- A "No Ninjas" subgroup within the main group, which has its own weekly thread
- A free masterclass on "Boundary Language in the Workplace" that was not free if you count the hour and a half of my life
- An email newsletter from Trish that arrives three times a week and always begins with "Hey, boundary-setter"
- A 30-day journal challenge that came with a $19 journal I bought because Trish said it was "optional but powerful"
- One (1) virtual coffee chat with Deborah, who is actually very nice and also completely unhinged
What I Have Actually Learned
Here is the honest truth about learning to say no: the curriculum is genuinely useful. Somewhere between the workbook pages and Phil's check-ins and Deborah's sunrise affirmations, I did get a little better at pausing before I committed to things. I started asking myself whether I actually wanted to attend the vision board potluck or whether I was just afraid of what would happen if I didn't.
(I did not attend the vision board potluck. It felt significant.)
But the larger lesson — the one Trish did not include in the course materials — is that the self-improvement industry has a very specific relationship with the concept of "less." It will sell you less. It will coach you toward less. It will host a six-part webinar series about less. And every single step of that journey will ask for a little more of your yes.
I am not mad at Trish. Trish is running a business. Trish has a ring light and a mortgage and a very soothing voice, and she has found a way to monetize the collective exhaustion of people who cannot stop agreeing to things. That is, genuinely, impressive.
I am only a little mad at myself. Mostly I am impressed that I made it to week four before I started Googling "Sacred No Advanced Intensive reviews."
The Verdict
Did I learn to say no? Incrementally. Partially. In specific low-stakes situations involving Phil and the vision board potluck.
Did saying no to things get easier? Yes, with one notable exception: I cannot, for the life of me, decline anything Trish sends me. Her webinar invites land in my inbox and something in my brain just… complies. Last week she announced a free three-day challenge called No-vember and I registered before I finished reading the subject line.
The sacred no, it turns out, has a very specific blind spot. And that blind spot is the person who sold it to you.
Phil, if you're reading this: I'm proud of you. Tell your brother-in-law no.