This is how it works.
I hear a piece of good news about a person whom I know, like, and respect, and my first thought is, How DARE they do better than me?
It is, mercifully, a completely internal reaction, and I can simultaneously be sincerely overjoyed for the person in question, but the madly savage mink which is my competitiveness is crouched there in that dark back corner of my brain, teeth bared and little red eyes glowing.
It's part of my nature. I neither admire nor condone it, but it doesn't care.
And it'll bite me if I get too close.
I hear a piece of good news about a person whom I know, like, and respect, and my first thought is, How DARE they do better than me?
It is, mercifully, a completely internal reaction, and I can simultaneously be sincerely overjoyed for the person in question, but the madly savage mink which is my competitiveness is crouched there in that dark back corner of my brain, teeth bared and little red eyes glowing.
It's part of my nature. I neither admire nor condone it, but it doesn't care.
And it'll bite me if I get too close.