By Edo Segal
The identity I mourned was one I didn't know had died.
That sounds dramatic. It isn't. It is the most precise description I can give of what happened in the months after the orange pill moment. I was building faster than I had ever built. The metrics were extraordinary. The team was firing on all cylinders. Every dashboard pointed up and to the right. And underneath all of it, something had ended that I had no language for and no permission to grieve.
Not a job. Not a skill. A *configuration* — the specific arrangement of expertise, daily practice, professional identity, and implicit promises about the future that I had spent thirty years assembling. The container broke. The contents spilled. And because
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