Anne_Prospere
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They say that jealousy is not just one emotion, but a bundle of emotions that possibly has multiple roots. Understandably then, jealousy tends to be a complicated creature which is a struggle to deconstruct. Hard to untangle the ball that jealousy is, and tend to its root causes.
As a younger thing, I was very comfortable saying I was not a jealous person. Even in my previous marriage, I tried to initiate a nice little menage a trois every now and again to no avail. I was never plagued with this internal anguish that I am so frequently now. Wow, Jealousy HURTS. like, it hurts bad. Honestly, its been fucking up my whole day! I'm depressed, I want to cry, I want to leave, I want to move out of my home that I share with my mate, anything to stop the pain! I have no other course of action, I gotta write about it.
So, I've noticed that when I feel the punch in the solar-plexus that is jealousy, there is a process that occurs. Kind of like when there is a death in the family and you go through denial, anger etc. First I look for a target, someone to blame for this horrible pain that has taken over my entire body, someone to blame for lighting my brain on fire and causing my chest to collapse in on itself. You get the picture. Who catches this fury? My wonderfully patient, sometimes insensitive, man. Poor guy. Sometimes, the buck can stop right there, he deserves my fury because hey, he was thoughtless and his actions hurt me. A conversation, some good make-up sex and we can usually wash our hands of it. Sometimes, the buck does not stop here.
It gets more complicated. Sometimes, he has not been thoughtless. I'm getting plenty of attention, plenty of love, plenty of that real good bedroom stuff, so what is it? Is it me? AM I NOT ENOUGH??! oh man, I must be boring in bed. Maybe he's just tired of me, too comfortable. He needs to feel that fresh new young infatuation and I cannot provide that for him. Fear takes over, and starts playing ping pong with your rationality. It is hard not to be afraid. We all struggle with insecurity, well fear and insecurity snowball into something a lot like a phobia. Fear of abandonment, that you will lose some piece of your partner or yourself, all kinds of scary shit.
Then there is the plain ol' being disrespected by the extra-curricular pussy. She just does not recognize your place in the food chain. You are not on her radar and man, let me tell you this is the WORST face that jealousy has because you are left powerless. Someone needs to tell this bitch what is up! Who is going to do that? How do you cope with being left powerless while some extra pussy walks right past you, steps on your toe and into the arms of the man that you've devoted yourself to? I dont have the answer. I do not know how to handle this. I offer no advice.
I'll tell you what I have learned. You cannot swallow this shit. It just does not go down, you can't ignore it. You have got to talk about it, investigate and realize that you wont die from jealousy, you just have to learn what it is that you need that you're either not giving yourself or not getting from your mate.
I can tell you that it's ok to admit that you're jealous, i spent a lot of time embarrassed of my feelings, like jealousy was a sign of my weakness. Trust me when I say that it takes way bigger balls and a healthier sense of self to admit when you feel green.
Hopefully, one day my logic and my emotions will reconnect. I believe that love is plentiful sex should be too. I want to live, love, and play freely, and I hope that starting a dialogue with people maybe more familiar than others with the open relationship dynamic will feel me on this, and chime in.
As a younger thing, I was very comfortable saying I was not a jealous person. Even in my previous marriage, I tried to initiate a nice little menage a trois every now and again to no avail. I was never plagued with this internal anguish that I am so frequently now. Wow, Jealousy HURTS. like, it hurts bad. Honestly, its been fucking up my whole day! I'm depressed, I want to cry, I want to leave, I want to move out of my home that I share with my mate, anything to stop the pain! I have no other course of action, I gotta write about it.
So, I've noticed that when I feel the punch in the solar-plexus that is jealousy, there is a process that occurs. Kind of like when there is a death in the family and you go through denial, anger etc. First I look for a target, someone to blame for this horrible pain that has taken over my entire body, someone to blame for lighting my brain on fire and causing my chest to collapse in on itself. You get the picture. Who catches this fury? My wonderfully patient, sometimes insensitive, man. Poor guy. Sometimes, the buck can stop right there, he deserves my fury because hey, he was thoughtless and his actions hurt me. A conversation, some good make-up sex and we can usually wash our hands of it. Sometimes, the buck does not stop here.
It gets more complicated. Sometimes, he has not been thoughtless. I'm getting plenty of attention, plenty of love, plenty of that real good bedroom stuff, so what is it? Is it me? AM I NOT ENOUGH??! oh man, I must be boring in bed. Maybe he's just tired of me, too comfortable. He needs to feel that fresh new young infatuation and I cannot provide that for him. Fear takes over, and starts playing ping pong with your rationality. It is hard not to be afraid. We all struggle with insecurity, well fear and insecurity snowball into something a lot like a phobia. Fear of abandonment, that you will lose some piece of your partner or yourself, all kinds of scary shit.
Then there is the plain ol' being disrespected by the extra-curricular pussy. She just does not recognize your place in the food chain. You are not on her radar and man, let me tell you this is the WORST face that jealousy has because you are left powerless. Someone needs to tell this bitch what is up! Who is going to do that? How do you cope with being left powerless while some extra pussy walks right past you, steps on your toe and into the arms of the man that you've devoted yourself to? I dont have the answer. I do not know how to handle this. I offer no advice.
I'll tell you what I have learned. You cannot swallow this shit. It just does not go down, you can't ignore it. You have got to talk about it, investigate and realize that you wont die from jealousy, you just have to learn what it is that you need that you're either not giving yourself or not getting from your mate.
I can tell you that it's ok to admit that you're jealous, i spent a lot of time embarrassed of my feelings, like jealousy was a sign of my weakness. Trust me when I say that it takes way bigger balls and a healthier sense of self to admit when you feel green.
Hopefully, one day my logic and my emotions will reconnect. I believe that love is plentiful sex should be too. I want to live, love, and play freely, and I hope that starting a dialogue with people maybe more familiar than others with the open relationship dynamic will feel me on this, and chime in.