Not quite but almost

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As she started her unending muttering of her self-perception of greatness, I have been left of no choice but to yield and emerge as the inferior one. Struggling to stay alert and interested was the challenge I had to triumph over. I was never like this before, or maybe secretly I was. But gradually, her insufferable self-importance has out balanced the years that I considered her as a companion to walk beside with in the curves of life. Envy? Not quite but almost. I have always known that I am not really the person people assumed me to be but my surfacing new attributes somehow frightens and disgusts me.