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Put the phone down. Sit down. Breathe. Cutman is the app for the worst nights — the ones where you’d do something you’ll regret if there wasn’t someone telling you not to. We’re building it now.

Who it’s for

Cutman is for two kinds of fights.

The aftermath.

She left. Or you left. Either way, your phone has become the enemy and your friends have stopped picking up. The nights are the worst part. We know.

The slow exit.

You’ve been trying to leave her for months. You know what she is. You go back anyway. We’re not here to judge — we’re here to make the next time you almost text her a little harder.

What Cutman does

What’s in your corner.

Cornerman Chat.

Vent, ask, spiral, whatever — Cutman responds like someone who’s seen this fight before, not like a chatbot reading from a script.

The Drafts Folder.

Write the message. Send it here instead. See how it lands before it ever leaves the room — then sit on it for an hour.

The Panic Button.

One tap for the moment you can’t take back. Built and finished — held until it clears clinical review.

See how it works
2:14●●● ▢
CUTMAN
Specific
i almost texted her again
But you came here first. That’s the whole game right there. What were you about to say to her?
that i miss her
You do. That’s real. It’s also 2am, and she’s asleep, and the version of her you miss isn’t the one who’ll text back. Give it till morning. I’m here.
Type what you’re thinking…

About

We built this because no one else would.

Cutman started with a guy we love getting knocked down — and watching him fight a war we had no way to help with. The 2am texts. The going back. The pretending to be fine. We tried everything. Nothing was built for him.

So we built it.

Cutman is for the men who don’t get casseroles when their hearts break. Who don’t get told “take all the time you need.” Who get told to man up, move on, and stop talking about her — when talking about her is the only thing keeping them upright.

We’re not therapists. We’re not going to fix you. We’re the corner. We’re the guy who throws the towel when you need it thrown, and tells you to get back up when you can. That’s it. That’s the whole job.

FAQ

Questions, asked honestly.

No. Cutman is not therapy and we’re not therapists. If you’re in crisis, please contact a licensed professional or a crisis line — we’ll always point you there when it matters. Cutman is for the in-between hours when therapy isn’t available and your friends have stopped picking up.

ChatGPT is a general-purpose assistant. Cutman is built for one specific fight, with a voice trained on it, guardrails for it, and features (like the Panic Button and the Drafts Folder) that don’t exist anywhere else. It’s the difference between asking a stranger for directions and having someone in your corner who knows the route.

Soon. We’re heads-down building it now. Join the waitlist and you’ll be the first to know — and the first in.

We’re still figuring out pricing. Waitlist members will get the best deal we offer, and we’ll tell you the number before we ask you for it. No surprises.

Yes. Anything you write to Cutman — your panic-button conversations, your drafts, your chats — is yours. We don’t sell it, we don’t share it, and our privacy policy spells out exactly how it’s handled.

A small team that watched someone we love go through this without the right tools. We’re not in the spotlight by design — Cutman is about the men who use it, not us.

Cutman’s for you too. The slow exit is one of the two fights we built this for.