UX evangelist, agile advocate, crafter, bassist, ENFP.
In the interest of continuing a fair and balanced dialog about what I think is a very serious issue, I feel compelled to write a response to “How Bad UX Killed Jenny.”
I would like to thank Medium for making it so easy.
As we sit perched on the edge of impending doom, a doom which this time feels more real, as if we can see the wave approaching, growing wider, taller, destroying trees and…
I woke up this morning and cried.
I cried because it was going to be a long day. I cried because I hoped it’d be the day we’d been working for.
I cried because it was actually November 8, 2016, the day that’d seemed so far away, for so long.
Depression isn’t an overwhelming sadness.
It’s an overwhelming nothingness.
I just read the news about Cheryl Wu’s death. A tweet with “fuck cancer” caught my eye at first. Yes, I’d thought. Fuck cancer.