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i can't wait for my back to get better.
exercise.exercise.exercise.exercise.

edit: my physical therapist is my new best friend.

  

annnnd in five minutes, i found out there is one generation separating me and a blue-blood, old-money, so-fucking-filthy-rich-were-gonna-name-our-property-"happy  landings"-and-put-up-a-huge-gate-because-we-were-connected-to-british-royalty legacy. and, if i have good grades, i can pretty much take advantage of my family's sickening relationship with fordham, duke, hardvard, or columbia. suddenly, after realizing that my family isn't just from the projects ('cause that's what i've always know my family to be) i don't feel as sorry for myself as i used to. no longer can i make excuse for failure like "well, everyone in my family wants everything but receives nothing, so it's unlikely that i can break the trend." i'm not saying i have a greater purpose now because there's a lot of money connected to my name, but it's extremely hard to think that i am different from every person in my family who didn't do anything with their lives and ended up entirely way too unhappy. knowing that there is a part of my family that...i don't know, got things done, makes me feel like i have a better chance of being "successful." it's really hard to be optimistic when my entire life i've been under the impression that everyone i'm related to failed, did drugs, got drunk way too often and beat up their kids. how the fuck am i any different? i sound superficial, but i can't help it.  but my dad's father was a boxer before he became a severe alcoholic,  that's cool, right?