Most of my life has revolved around competition in some form
Being competitive I have assumed to be a societal norm
Competing at every stage of life I have arrived
At this stage in my career, to continue to thrive
Do I still need to compete with those around me
Or can I sit back and be more carefree?
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I long to follow the latter path, but my mind seems to protest
It encourages me to be competitive to protect my interests
Competition equates comparison, comparison is the thief of joy indeed
My heart reminds me- therefore competition I do not need
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A rush of adrenaline courses through me
When I am competing actively
I am addicted to this adrenaline rush, I confess
It shoots higher when I claim success
But a crash invariably follows
The high is replaced by a resounding low
If I eliminated competition from my mind
Freed from this cycle myself I would find
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There was a time and place for competition, no doubt
It led me far, but without competition I can now do without
And lead my life, peaceful and slow
As I learn to go along with the flow
Passion...unbridled 
I was in charge of a project at work where the ‘powers that be’ decided to use money as a motivator. I protested, but they were the higher-ups…. I sent them every single email I received when awards were announced and what was to be a group project turned into a very bitter competition with very rude complaints. My joy with this project was definitely stolen.
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It’s the same in medicine- and they know doctors are inherently competitive, so they try to make us compete with each other to increase the revenue generated.
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