Comments on: Are You Friends with the Green-Eyed Monster? http://www.leahsaylorabney.com/2010/06/14/are-you-friends-with-the-green-eyed-monster/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=are-you-friends-with-the-green-eyed-monster ~ Musings from the Fantastical Reality of Leah's Mind ~ Wed, 08 Feb 2012 23:50:10 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 By: ekcarmel http://www.leahsaylorabney.com/2010/06/14/are-you-friends-with-the-green-eyed-monster/comment-page-1/#comment-2200 ekcarmel Sun, 04 Jul 2010 13:45:01 +0000 http://www.leahsaylorabney.com/?p=4861#comment-2200 You've got it. If you can't like yourself and feel that you are worthy, jealousy just moves in and takes over like an unwanted houseguest. Every little innocent thing the other person does can be twisted around to fit the jealous person's insecurities. It's sad that the people who are starved for love and attention the most end up pushing it away again and again. I used to get jealous over things when I was younger. Funny thing is, I usually knew when I was acting jealous, but couldn't stop myself and then I'd feel terrible guilt afterward. Double whammy. It used to be stupid things that would trigger it - someone got a better grade than me in school, someone had cooler clothes or more money. I remember being jealous of a friend because she was dating this really sweet guy I would have liked to date, but treated him like dirt. The last time I remember feeling jealous as an adult was when I couldn't stop working after I gave birth to my first child. Oh, how I envied women who could do that. (I got fed up later and quit.) You’ve got it. If you can’t like yourself and feel that you are worthy, jealousy just moves in and takes over like an unwanted houseguest. Every little innocent thing the other person does can be twisted around to fit the jealous person’s insecurities. It’s sad that the people who are starved for love and attention the most end up pushing it away again and again.

I used to get jealous over things when I was younger. Funny thing is, I usually knew when I was acting jealous, but couldn’t stop myself and then I’d feel terrible guilt afterward. Double whammy. It used to be stupid things that would trigger it – someone got a better grade than me in school, someone had cooler clothes or more money. I remember being jealous of a friend because she was dating this really sweet guy I would have liked to date, but treated him like dirt. The last time I remember feeling jealous as an adult was when I couldn’t stop working after I gave birth to my first child. Oh, how I envied women who could do that. (I got fed up later and quit.)

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