Tomorrow is one of my old co-founder‘s birthday. My phone reminded me. Unfortunately, we no longer speak. The end of SpeakerText was neither fun nor pretty. We fought over the scraps, echoing that old adage about academia:
Academic politics is the most vicious and bitter form of politics, because the stakes are so low.
Yes indeed, we tore each other to shreds. It was awful, particularly because we had been so close. We had been best friends. We lived together, travelled together, been through good times and bad. Observers affectionately called us “the twin sisters.”
Goddamnit, losing that relationship sucked…
Swig! started off as a solo project. I just couldn’t bear the idea of jumping into a new co-founder relationship. The sting of the past was just too great.
Now I’m a few months in. The pain of the past has faded and the reality of building something alone has sunk in. Truth be told, I am not alone. I am working with people, but it’s not quite the same. I am “all-in”; they have jobs. It feels different. On one level, it’s great. I actually know wtf I’m doing, I control the product. On another, I miss that camaraderie, that closeness, that support in the face of failure.
Co-founders, man. They’re a wonderful, dangerous thing. Indulge at your own risk.
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