Not an enemy, more like a rival. He’s really good at what we do, clearly better than me. He lives a different life style than me, and is really smug about anyone who doesn’t share that life style.
He always makes me doubt myself, but I know it’s not on purpose. We have plenty of shared friends, so I guess we’re actually more friends than enemies. But I can’t help thinking about how excellent it would be to see him taken down a notch.
Not an enemy, more like a rival. He’s really good at what we do, clearly better than me. He lives a different life style than me, and is really smug about anyone who doesn’t share that life style.
He always makes me doubt myself, but I know it’s not on purpose. We have plenty of shared friends, so I guess we’re actually more friends than enemies. But I can’t help thinking about how excellent it would be to see him taken down a notch.