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Jealousy Is More About Insecurity Than Love
It’s a human feeling but not a sign of love
“Oh, beware, my lord, of jealousy!
It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock
The meat it feeds on.”
Shakespeare had it right, jealousy is not pretty.
There is still a romanticised concept about jealousy, that it is a sign of love. That the one who loves very fiercely and deeply is supposed to get possessive. That somehow being in love justifies the feeling of getting jealous over stupid things.
I never believed that talking about my past loves would be a good idea in a relationship. They were part of my life at one point, they taught me lessons, gave me memories, and it ended eventually one way or the other — someone’s heart got broken. Often both hearts did. But I always thought that the past belongs to the past. There is a good reason we parted, and my memories with them belong to me only.
I never believed I needed to earn someone’s attention by making them insecure about our relationship, making them desire me more by proving how much I am desired by others. I never thought that competition or creating a sense of it has a place in a healthy relationship.
