Losing is painful. For some, this statement may seem like a silly slogan for a Gatorade commercial or a Nike ad. But for me, it truly describes how I feel whenever I lose any game or competition. Many people believe that they are very competitive, but I feel I’m more than that. Whether it is an intense basketball game, a friendly board game, or even a simple video game, I have a desire to win that surpasses all other feelings inside me. Whenever I do not win, I am hurt. Not on a physical level, but something inside me. The desire to win is engrained in my heart and soul. I have felt this since I was a child and my experiences growing up only fueled my hunger for victory.
I am the youngest of three boys and was raised by my parents and two older brothers, who helped me through any challenges I ever encountered. Yet, the close family that I grew up in was full of constant competition. My two older brothers were great athletes, honor students, and all-around great people. Being close to each other in age, they often bonded over similar activities and pushed each other to be better. Unfortunately, being the youngest, I was always a few steps behind them and could never keep up. However, this just pushed me to be the best at anything I do. Since I can remember, I have always strived to win more, learn more, and never be satisfied with what I’ve done so far because there is always room for improvement. The constant overshadowing of my two brothers may have hurt my feelings growing up, but in the end, it has led to the insatiable need to win, the need to triumph, and the need to succeed more than anyone else.
While my motivation may seem corny or stupid, it is what drives me. My older brothers and everyone I encounter in life all help push me to do better in everything I do. In my heart, life is a competition and winning is the only option.
Why do I do what I do? Because I can't stand the feeling of defeat.
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