The thankless art of starting something that outgrows you
A reflection on the emotional cost of building an online community, how it feels to see your work forgotten, your role erased, and yet still find meaning in what remains.
A reflection on the emotional cost of building an online community, how it feels to see your work forgotten, your role erased, and yet still find meaning in what remains.
One stormy night, my basement started to flood. My friend Andrea and I were exhausted, soaked, and fighting a battle we were clearly losing. At my lowest moment, Andrea said something so simple that it completely changed...