Some days I can carry the company, but not myself.
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No names. No judgement. No fixing. The things you've been holding alone — you can put them here. Someone reading this needs to know they're not the only one.
Some days I can carry the company, but not myself.
I got the funding. No one talks about what comes after. I'm more terrified now than before we raised.
Everyone says I'm doing brilliantly. I feel like I'm disappearing.
I haven't paid myself in six months. My team doesn't know. I smile through standup while my credit cards max out.
I miss who I was before this became all-consuming.
I've mastered the art of looking fine while falling apart inside.
The loneliest I've ever felt was at a founder dinner surrounded by other founders.
Every milestone feels hollow. Like I'm chasing something that doesn't exist.
I've stopped telling people about my problems. They either don't understand or try to fix me. Both are exhausting.
I'm addicted to work. Not passionate. Addicted. It's destroying me but I can't stop.
I've forgotten what it feels like to be proud of something. Everything feels like it's not enough.
There's a leader putting on a brave face for their team, their investors, their family — while quietly collapsing inside. That leader is me.
If something on this wall sounded like your own thought —
you're not alone in it.
A reminder
You just have to be brave enough to show up as you are.