Battle
It was a battle everyday for Jim Kirk.
He was so used to people seeing his father when they looked at him. His mother could barely stand more than minutes in his presence, he looked so much like his dead father now. His step-father had always hated him but that too had gotten worse when he joined Starfleet.
The whispers that had followed him his whole life had only gotten louder one he was at Starfleet.
"See him, that guy? He's Jim Kirk, you know George Kirk's son."
"Oh, Jimmy you look so much like him,"
"Waste of his fathers sacrifice,"
It took a bar fight, a regular occurrence for Jim to discover something that had never occurred to him before.
"Your father was captain of a starship for twelve minutes. He saved eight hundred people, including you. I dare you to do better,"
He could be better than his perfect father, he could move past the shadow of a dead man and become someone worth something.
"Look! There's Jim Kirk, you know the Captain of the Enterprise, the one who saved the earth."
It was a battle every day to move past his fathers shadow and get people to see him for who he is. But standing on the bridge of the Enterprise was worth every second of it.