milestone crunch. missed my uncle's funeral. producer said we'd celebrate ship. i shipped. i grieved alone. games ask for your body. sometimes they take your calendar too. building better culture starts with admitting what we traded. playtest notes stacked like a threat. one line from a stranger hurt more than the bug list because it was true. indie dev is proximity to strangers' feelings without a hr buffer. i walked around the block and came back to the editor because quitting mid-milestone is also a choice with costs. build machine glowed green and i still did not trust it. pushed to staging and watched logs like a hawk watching a mouse that owes money. the team celebrated in emoji. i fixed one more edge case because sleep is a patch you deploy later. the game will ship with secrets only i remember.
Crunch Culture and the Funeral I Missed
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Crunch Culture and the Funeral I Missed
Milestone crunch. I missed my uncle's funeral. The producer said we would celebrate ship.
I shipped. I grieved alone.
Games ask for your body. Sometimes they take your calendar too.
Building better culture starts with admitting what we traded: presence for polish, family for a build that players will finish in a weekend and forget by next month.
I do not have a clean moral. I needed the job. I also needed the funeral. The industry loves passion until passion looks like absence from real life.
Next project I am putting a line in the contract about black-diamond dates. Nobody will agree. I will ask anyway.
I do not need a moral. I need an honest next step. Sometimes that is rest. Sometimes it is showing up again before you feel ready.
The story continues in the body after the words stop. Shoulders lower, or they do not. Tomorrow arrives with its own list. I am still here, which is not nothing.
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