I have a bad heart. Didn't know about this until my mid-teens, but I have a condition where my heart missfires every seventh beat. I was born with this condition, further proof that I was fucked at birth. That's if you actually need further proof. I can remember going through the whole process of finding out about it. From the moment the doctor looked at me with a confused expression, the urine tests, the specialists, all of it. And in the end all we had was the information. No cure. No news. No lifestyle changes I had to make. Just the knowledge that I wasn't quite right. I still don't know what it means. I guess my life expectancy is lower than most people's. I know it isn't one seventh shorter because the universe doesn't work that way. I guess ten years off the top wouldn't be so bad. Hell. Ten less years in this shithole I had no part in making sounds like a picnic.