I thought quitting would be easier than it had been. It felt like the right decision, but it wasn’t an easy one. I never felt any relief or excitement or joy during my last two weeks or now, now that I’m gone. When I joined Facebook only a few years ago, I was full of excitement but still saw it as a temporary reprieve from startup life, and while I left earlier than I thought I would, part of me was starting to see Facebook as a final destination and somewhere I’d stay for a very long time. I love the people I worked with dearly, and have learned so much from them. I love the work environment Facebook fosters, it’s focus on impact, and the speed at which we aim to ship products. I love the mission of the company and the change it’s trying to make in the world. But something inside me told me it was time to go and strike out alone once again. I wish I had a better, more rational reason as to why now (it certainly would have helped the doubts and backtracking I’ve been doing over the last 2 weeks), but I don’t, which makes it both more difficult to understand and explain, and harder to argue with. It just feels like the right move. So I’m going to travel for a bit, figure out what I want from life, and get my hands dirty where I can and where I’m needed. It’s been an absolute pleasure working with all the fine folks at Facebook, and please keep in touch and keep shipping cool shit.