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SOMETHING DEADLIER THAN HIV

Hello friends and family! Been off for a while yeah, thats what happens when you combine rigorous school work with blogging. However, because I love writing and sharing with my community of friends, I just cannot keep my hands off the keyboard.
  Today, we are taking a look at something very very deadly . Deadlier than HIV as I said, it kills its carriers faster and even without their consent. Ladies and gentlemen, friends and family, I am referring to JEALOUSY.
  Why do I think it is so deadly? Let's see

It hinders clear thinking
 A jealous human does not think straight but thinks only to conquer competition. Sometimes, a jealous person tends to even see competition where it does not exist. When this happens, sometimes well meaning friends are despised and help is rejected.

Creates barriers
When jealousy pushes a man to reject help, his chances of success are trimmed. Nobody knows it all and that is why in the game of success we need at least two people to shoot us into the sky. Jealousy can make a man become unnecessarily suspicious of every tip and advice received. Being overly jealous makes you consider a lot of people as enemies.

It Shows you lack confidence
 Someone once said, "when you are good, you have no reason to despise competition" . An overly jealous person sends a message to onlookers. To an extent, jealousy stems from insecurity. That is why confident people need not be jealous. When people notice signs of jealousy, they begin to move away because they feel you are not good enough.

  It Eats up
 Just like the HIV , jealousy destroys you. It gets to a point  where all you think about is others. You stop doing things for fun and begin to do things just to seem to be the best . Now, we all know the popular saying "all  work and no play makes Jack a dull boy" . All rigorous work and no fun time with family and friends leaves a person  socially dead and malnourished. A normal person needs to be in check spiritually, mentally,physically and socially (You may add yours).

  Some people say that a little bit of jealousy is healthy but I really cannot say. However, I do know that it is impossible to not be jealous although we all have different manifestations of it. It is however necessary to try and control it before it ruins our social life. Feel free to add your views! :)
   

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