I realize, 5 years into my second VC-backed start-up, that each and every one of us has a disease. Some diseases are obvious physical ailments, some the better-hidden emotional weaknesses and others, like myself, are struck down with ridiculous amounts of hard-to-detect stubbornness. For this, sadly, there is no cure.
My parents tried to fix me, from time to time, but it just didn't take. My friends occassionally deserted me over it, but i didn't learn. Fortunately, it turns out VCs thrive on this particular vein of illness. They call those of us struck with this disease "entrepreneurs" - I call us 'gluttons for punishment.' We are they who buy into the dream, drink our own kool-aid and refuse to give up until cold, hard financial realities break us.
This blog is an ode to the delightful gluttony of punishment an entrepreneur can receive from a start-up.