Desde el cierre de Kaitek que vengo lidiando con un problema de ego. Que no se malentienda: ya tenía problemas de ego de antes, estilo delirio de grandeza. […] Lo que pasa es que ahora tengo el problema inverso: delirio de pequeñeza, si me disculpa la RAE.
Tag: Personal story
An autopsy for my first start up
It’s been a year since then and now that I finally sit down to write This, the real post mortem, the autopsy for my dead child, there’s finally a small sense of peace.
It’s over, isn’t it?
Our four months at Rebel Bio are up. And being a Rebel, I learnt, is not about being a reckless contrarian.
Distortion fields, quitting and choice making
How do you know when you’ve gone too far and you should jump ship before you find yourself so way under not even the fish will listen?
How can you tell when it’s time to stop believing your own bullshit?
A story about Ireland
I love seeing those post and pictures that have “faith in humanity restored” as a tagline. People paying it forward with coffee and food, helping animals cross streets, and just doing random acts of kindness all around.
I was lucky enough to be the receptor of one of the best random acts of kindness ever. And it happened in the lovely country I currently reside in, because life is weird that way: Ireland.
Selling half-baked cakes
If you ask any serious investor what’s the most important thing a startup can do they’re likely to mention three things: sell, sell and sell. Us biotech founders though, after receiving the selling mantra, generally get an extra phrase: good luck.
The talk of shame
I thought walking the walk was the hardest thing about being an entrepreneur, but not for this. Once everything around you goes down, and after you’ve dropped off the radar to lick your wounds and gather enough strength to come back, it’s time to talk the talk.
Welcome to the talk of shame.
Life as a Rebel / Week 3
This is vertiginously fast, and a lot is expected of us. But at the same time, you can see yourself moving forward and suddenly there’s a road laid in front of you and for a brief, beautiful moment, you know what to do.
Thinking back on Gap Summit 2014
It’s odd to stop and think it’s been over two years since I attended GapSummit. It was the first time I went abroad for an event, workshop, anything structured or work-related, really. The first time traveling alone, and the first of many trips I have since embarked on as part of my work with Kaitek.