No.
Competitive spirit. Petty rivalry. Be gone with you. Go away. Far, far away.
You shall not rule me with your dirty jealousies and slithering wishes of woe.
You are irrational and stupid and you bring nothing but niggling feelings of discontentment. I will purge myself, scrub my body, soul and mind of your filth. I will scrape off every part of that envious slime.
I will not harbour any cloaked hopes of the other's demise. Dark, hidden desires will not lurk in unseen corners to jump out when least expected. I will force them into the light and watch them shrivel, burn and cease to exist.
I will learn to love, to appreciate, to uplift.
To love unselfishly and genuinely wish for the other person's success.
To appreciate their beauty, their fire, their sparkle even more because I am lacking.
To uplift with sincere encouragements.
Today, I am free.
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