How did rivalries in your life manifest?

Competition in our family started when we received our school report cards and were compared to each sibling in our family.

Then it turned into a rivalry between the dominant male ( brother) and the dominant female (sister) who carried this throughout life.

It was the way that our family was brought up to compete not only with the world but within the family and I suppose that all comes down to the era that our parents grew up in?

It is no wonder that families split apart in adulthood, as they are carrying a lifetime of competition with the siblings of which the only way to “get off the treadmill” is to leave and go one’s own way?

My guess is that the “yardstick used” to measure success is too often Financial means?

@Inspired_2write – “get off the treadmill” is right.

@lucillelucillelucille
Well its a start in the right direction.

Had a rivalry in first grade.

One time, she copied my work. The teacher complimented her and looked at my work as if I had copied her. I looked over at her and she smirked at me.

Another time we had a big argument about how many bumps an M had. I said two. She said three. As an adult, I concede that she may have also been correct if she was talking about cursive.

It kind of ended when I brought a book in for show and tell. She took it and said it was hers. So I punched her in the face.

Got in trouble for that.
But so worth it.

@raum- Lol! Did you end up in high school together?

Lucky for her, no. :P

@raum – Lol!

Other than the obvious global shit, where secular liberal democracy clashes with religious authoritarianism, everything else was sports.
No real family rivalries to speak of, or at all for that matter.

Come to think of it though, these days there is always some sort of “Whose Got It” stuff that goes on between me and all my buds on the golf course, or fishing or at the card table. It’s relentless, but it’s only for fun, so no hard feelings or conflict or anything. Just residual macho playing around.

@josie- That is much more fun than the other kind.

Rivalry, probably with mother first. Then uncle closest in age to me. Probably with the eldest half sib sister.

My mother being young (18) was a blessing and curse. Competition was fierce.

Repeated disrespectful behavior, by another individual.

Otherwise, sports…