Category: Personal

  • Content note: This post includes a brief mention of a suicide attempt. There’s a version of me that most people know. The builder. Twenty years of shipping software, doing consulting, working on open source projects. Calm, capable, in control. That version is real. But it’s not the whole story. And the distance between what I’ve been showing and what’s actually there has shaped more of my life than I’ve ever talked about.

  • I had a blog post ready to publish this week. A post about the thing I’ve been building. The product behind all the thinking and writing I’ve been doing lately. It was done. Reviewed. Scheduled. I pulled it. When I published my post about the silence in the WordPress ecosystem last week, I braced for pushback. I’d spent months going back and forth on whether to write it at all. The thoughts had been there for years. The courage to put them out there had not. What happened instead caught me off guard. People didn’t push back. They leaned in. DMs from…