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  • You know a lot of high school stories are about some kid defying authority and making a name for themselves. The second string quarterback gets his chance to shine, only to play under a tyrannical coach living off of his glory years and spitting harsh words on the boys who will be bigger and better than he ever was. The quiet, submissive daughter dances her mind away for seventeen years just to make up for her mom's lost chances. There's always something. You're born to be a _______.

    What do we owe to them? Our success can never be theirs. Don't let this guilt fool you for responsibility.

    Personally,

    I don't care if I'm rich. I don't care if I have a 2,000+ square ft. house in a dainty suburban area with nice schools and developed trees. I don't care if my work isn't on salary. I don't care what my neighbors think of my yard. Hell, I don't care if I even have a yard! We've grown up under this straining notion that success has to be noticed and shared: It has to be this golden tiara residing on top of hidden grey roots for all our coworkers and "friends" to see. I don't think that's success. That's submission. Who are you doing it for? What are you getting out of your 50+ hour work week besides a hefty bonus to pay for the nanny that knows your children better than you? It's not worth it.

    Get back on your feet, "kids"! Your youth left you when you spoke your first word. You don't have to be a listener forever.
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