They Said It Was Just Business—But You Know Better
You watched it die in pieces, and no one even looked away.
Still Checking for a Pulse
They said it like it meant nothing.
“Just business.”
As if that made it cleaner.
Less personal.
As if the thing you built from scraps and soul
was just a line on a spreadsheet.
But it wasn’t just business.
It was your child.
Your purpose.
Your reason to get out of bed when nothing else made sense.
And you had to watch it die.
Slowly.
Quietly.
Like a lightbulb flickering,
while you pretended everything was fine.
Smiling in meetings.
Answering emails with steady fingers.
Saying “We’re adapting,”
when what you really meant was “We’re unraveling.”
You held it in your hands like something sacred,
but the world treated it like inventory.
And now it’s gone.
No grand collapse.
Just… gone.
And still, you check the website.
Like a parent driving past a hospital long after the monitors went dark.
You type the domain like a habit,
as if it might still be breathing,
as if maybe someone brought it back while you weren’t looking.
But it’s frozen.
No updates.
No movement.
Just the bones of what used to be your everything.
People say it happens.
They say businesses come and go.
They don’t ask how you’re sleeping.
They don’t know about the ache that clings to your chest
like a phantom limb.
Because to them, it was just work.
Just risk.
Just one of those things.
But to you—
it was the most alive you ever felt.
And now there’s a silence in your life
that no one recognizes as grief.
You still check the site. Because letting go of a dream isn’t the same as being ready to bury it.
Still Sitting With It?
Sometimes the ache doesn’t move. It lingers. It asks for more. You don’t have to act yet. You can stay here. Feel deeper. Or follow it into something else that hurts in a different shape.
Stay in This Pain
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Healing doesn’t start with answers. It starts with honesty. And you’ve already proven you can feel this deeply.
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