I built spreadsheets that moved millions.
Structured credit, leveraged buyouts, 3am DCFs. I was good at it. Promoted twice in four years. My LinkedIn was pristine. I wore the uniform and said the words and none of it felt like mine.
"Exceptional performer." I quit two weeks later.
The review landed on a Tuesday. I sat with it for 48 hours. Then I opened a blank document and wrote "this is not the work" in 48pt type and stared at it until it was true. Submitted my notice on Friday.
Dear [redacted],
After careful consideration,
I am resigning effective
March 14, 2025.
This has been a difficult decision.
It hasn't.
React at midnight. Figma at 3am. Ship by morning.
No bootcamp. No roadmap. Just a laptop, a Pomodoro timer, and the specific terror of not knowing what you're doing. I built 12 things. 9 were garbage. 3 weren't. I kept going.
A tool for people who quit things that were working.
It's a decision framework disguised as a product. Part journal, part data layer, part permission slip. I'm building it because I needed it and it didn't exist. The waitlist is open.
