Neal Miskell
Founder & CEO, WEreFrame LLC
U.S. Marine. Husband. Father. Chainbreaker.

These are the people who made me who I am.
They're also the reason reFrame exists.
Why I Built reFrame™
Life is about relationships. If you know me, you know that's who I am and I say it often; more importantly, I live it daily. I didn't build reFrame™ because I'm good at communication. I built reFrame™ because I know how valuable each and every relationship is, and the ultimate cost of losing one.
I grew up the youngest of four boys in a home where discipline was prioritized over connection — more survival than childhood. I want to be clear, my parents weren't monsters. They were people without tools, repeating patterns nobody taught them to recognize. That doesn't excuse the damage. But it explains where the cycle started, and it's why I believe the pattern is the problem. Not the person.
I know my parents love me, but my mom and stepdad responded to situations in the moment without much reflection, and we did not build the kind of emotional relationship I needed. We started having Sunday night family talks because our family was falling apart, little by little. I don't recall many of the topics, but I can only assume they were ineffective as our blended family deteriorated piece by piece. One key memory I have is sitting at the table for one of the family talks and my two brothers across from me were doing things to make me laugh while my mom was talking. Out of nowhere, wallop…a backhand to my face, knocking me out of my chair and cutting my face from her ring. I was just a kid laughing, but the lesson my body learned that day was clear: showing emotion isn't safe. That lesson followed me for decades.
Whoopings were a common theme growing up in our home in the late 80's, early 90's. I don't remember much of my oldest brother growing up. He was often in trouble and ran away multiple times, cycling in and out of foster homes. My other two brothers and I would often practice for the whoopings we knew eventually we'd be receiving. “Do it like this.” “No, it tighten your butt cheeks this way, it helps.” We got so good at it that our parents progressed to objects; the belt was the worst. It wasn't the leather that hurt, it was the buckle that swung around and connected with the hips, ultimately making all techniques we prepared with, irrelevant. This was my “normal.” Looking back, that pain was unnecessary. It typically is when there's no connection first. But three brothers in a room coaching each other through it; that was the first time I experienced WE > ME. We protected each other in that house and that instinct never left me.
We didn't have much money either. Section 8 housing, free lunches at school, hand me downs for years, etc. I remember the day one of my brothers hurt his ankle playing football behind our house. When we came home, he showed my mom in the kitchen. He wasn't met with, “are you okay?” He was met with an angry voice yelling, “do you know how much this is going to cost?” When getting hurt makes people angry at you, you stop showing when you're hurt. These moments shaped me more than I knew; they would eventually influence who I would become and how I responded, or should say reacted to certain situations in life.
The Patterns I Carried
I joined the Marine Corps right out of high school and became the “tough guy” who didn't need anybody because I could do it all on my own. I embodied “pain is weakness leaving the body” and often caused a lot of pain in life, with the selfish patterns I carried into adulthood without knowing they had names. Contempt, criticism, defensiveness, stonewalling, passive aggression, manipulation, gaslighting — just to name a few.
I met the woman of my dreams when I was 19 and we got married five years later. During our marriage, I was everything a husband shouldn't be: selfish, arrogant, dismissive, entitled, and yes, unfaithful. I continuously talked down to the person who loved me the most and the worst part was…I didn't even care. I feel disgusting writing this, but as I write, I realize ‘We choose truth over comfort’ is #3 of the R³ Pact, and it's what I embody today. In my marriage, I perceived conflict as someone wins and someone loses, and I was always going to win. I made the money for our family, I was entitled to do whatever I wanted, right?
Here is the truth — I “won” until I lost everything.
The Mirror
A little over a decade ago, my wife left me. Filed for divorce. And she had every reason to. I didn't know it then, but this was one of the key moments that changed the trajectory of my life. She did the one thing nobody else could do for me: she held the mirror to my face. For the first time in my life, I actually looked, only to realize I hated everything I saw. Leaving me took more strength than anything I've ever done, and I need her to know that I know that.
During our separation, I experienced what it's like to be on the other side of what I did to her — being gaslit, manipulated, crushed. I believe we've all heard the saying, hurt people hurt people; I can confirm for everyone that this saying is not a saying, it is indeed — a fact. I now know what it feels like to question your own reality because someone you love is telling you one thing and doing another. I've been that person, the toxic one, and now I was getting a taste of my own medicine.
There was a night — Halloween 2015 — where we had just gotten done trick-or-treating with my kids and my separated wife. She left earlier than she said she was going to and I just hit a mental wall. I remember breaking down and crying out loud,, “I just can't do this anymore.” That's when my son looked up at me and said, “Yes you can, Daddy.” And gave me the biggest hug in the world. That moment will forever be imprinted in my memory.
My wife was the reason I changed. My son was the reason I didn't quit.
The Work
I went on to do the hardest work of my life…years of therapy. Not the comfortable kind. The brutal kind. The kind where you sit in a room and learn that you are the problem. That your words don't match your actions. That accountability isn't a buzzword, it's a practice that costs you something. I got knocked down by my own reflection over and over. And I got back up, a little more honest each time. I committed to being the person I wanted my son to be, because he was watching, and I refused to pass my patterns on to him.
My wife and I ultimately remarried. Let that marinate for a moment. After everything I put her through: the selfishness, the arrogance, the years of making her feel like she didn't matter — she chose me again. That's not forgiveness. That's a level of courage and love that I am still trying to be worthy of still to this day. I put in the work, but she held the mirror for me to see truth. And when I finally changed what I saw in it, she was still standing there. Looking back, I would call it a beautiful disaster. I wouldn't wish the pain I've experienced on my worst enemies and I wouldn't change it for the world. I had to go through what I went through. It taught me lessons only life can teach you.
To be clear, I am far from perfect. I make mistakes every single day and that's the beauty of it…the journey never goes as planned and the goal posts always seem to be moving. As long as you commit to growth, own your crap, and focus on what you can control, you keep moving forward. Eventually, little by little becomes a lot.
Breaking the Chain
As I've grown over the years and matured, I've realized my parents failed to do the one thing that didn't cost money…being present and creating a relationship with your children. I have holes in my life from how I grew up and the lack of connection I have with my parents today. Not gaps — HOLES.I understand so many people have likely had it worse than me and that's exactly why I'm building this. I don't want any person to experience what I have. The cycle I grew up in — the reactive parenting, the unregulated communication, the damage that gets passed down — it's everywhere. And it's breakable.
Children don't inherit beliefs — they inherit nervous systems.
I'm the CHAINBREAKER in my family. Generations of dysfunctional patterns ended with me. My kids are the proof; young adults already built on the foundation I had to tear myself apart to lay. Our relationships are pure, transparent, and most importantly, loving. The chain is breaking and I want to help other families break theirs. Every family has cycles they didn't choose, patterns they didn't ask for, and damage they didn't deserve.
reFrame™ exists so you can break yours.
reFrame™ Is That Mirror — For Anyone
It detects toxic communication patterns in what you're about to send and validates what you've received from others. It uses the R³ Framework™ — Regulated, Respectful, Repairable — to help people say difficult things without causing additional damage to their relationships. And it's honest: if you're the one being toxic, it tells you. Because that's what I needed. Not validation. Truth.
Think about that conversation you've been avoiding right now. You have one. Everyone does. I built this for you — now let's do better, together.
About WEreFrame LLC
WEreFrame LLC is a Delaware limited liability company founded in 2025. The “WE” in WEreFrame isn't branding — it's philosophy. WE > MEmeans we believe the best outcomes come from prioritizing relationships over transactions, connection over engagement metrics, and genuine growth over retention tricks. I cannot change this world alone…WE can change it together.
We hold three provisional patent applications covering Communication Pattern Intelligence (CPI), safety-first bidirectional analysis, and entity-agnostic communication governance.
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