Jelly

There’s never a “right” time for addressing jealousy. With that being said, I’d like to address the topic. Let’s look at the dictionary definition of it:

jeal-ous
adjective
-feeling or showing envy of someone or their achievements and advantages
-feeling or showing suspicion of someone’s unfaithfulness in a relationship
-fiercely protective or vigilant of one’s rights or possessions
-(of God) demanding faithfulness and exclusive worship

Generally, I’ve never been the type to be jealous, but not to say that I never have been because like any normal person I have. When does jealousy go too far? When is it not “enough?” Some people take the approach way too far, while others make the mistake of not “caring enough.” Learning from my mistake in the past, “not caring enough” has backfired against me in a way that made the person I was seeing at the time “unaware” of how I truly cared about him. BUT, at the same time, I’m an adult (at least I’d like to think of myself as one) and I don’t feel the need to want to have to scold someone I’m dating for issues with an ex or past fling. The person I’m with should see that we’re all grown. To have to babysit and make it obnoxiously known about how you feel about a past person or another person is ridiculous if you ask me.

Being blessed with a boyfriend who doesn’t get jealous is genius. At the same time sometimes, I question how much of it he lacks. Deep down, I understand that there’s no point in making it a big deal, when in reality, both of us have absolutely nothing to worry about. I smile or laugh about the little signs that I catch of jealousy because I see that he cares. Whoever chooses to be with me has to accept my “social butterfly” persona because I have more guy friends than girls and I like to be around people (sometimes) and have a good time with everyone. It is what it is. Which, brings me to a story that happened last night. Drake’s song, “Up All Night,” played out of no where on Pandora right now and it reminded me when DJ Zeb played it at Cantina Lounge last night. It occurred to me today (because JP mentioned it after I was joking with him he had a fan) that he thought I was going to dance with some random dude when I was rapping my favorite Drake song. Really? I think not. If anyone knows me, know that music takes over me and I subconsciously use hand gestures, thus making it look like I’m pointing at someone, when clearly I’m not. Let’s Be Real here. No issue at hand, but just a brief example of a moment that could be read all wrong.

I’m not sure how others handle their situations with jealousy, but one things for sure, if you have major insecurities, enough to get jealous about something stupid, then there might be no hope for you. It takes a lot of maturity for a person to overcome those issues/insecurities. Without trust, there is no relationship. I can only speak for myself when I say, I’m out of the high school mentality.