You told me I was "too successful" and it made...

You told me I was "too successful" and it made you feel bad. So I should... what? Fail? I'm sorry my achievements make you uncomfortable. But I won't dim my light for your comfort. Real friends want each other to succeed. Celebrate victories. Inspire greatness. You want me to shrink. To stay small. To make you feel better about yourself. I'm not responsible for your self-esteem. And I'm not doing this anymore.