To be respected in my 'profession'. To create things that I'm happy with and that bring joy to others. So- I suppose that entails competition against others and myself.
I'm very much in the middle of the race in terms of achievement but, that's ok really. I've learnt to be happier with that. A medium fish in a small pond is fine.
That at least used to feel like my purpose in life. That's faded the past few years. I still do my best but, the spark has gone. Now, it's really just about trying to stay afloat financially without having to return to some God awful retail job.
When I was younger, it was all achievement in my career, a partner. Never really wanted fame, money, multiple sexual partners. I'm afraid I took and take my health for granted mostly when I have it. Always thought I'd die young. Knew I didn't have the brains for intelligence or the looks to be considered attractive. I suppose we all kind of hope to turn out happy. Wishful thinking really.
How about you OP?