What has jealousy made you do and stopped you from continuing to do?
The first time I felt jealousy I was 11 maybe 12 years old. It was a new emotion to me and it was overwhelming. It took me over completely. It felt like hate but far more dangerous because not only did it keep me awake at night it also made me feel like I would like to kill my adversary.
I tried avoiding that feeling for the rest of my life.
Edited: I found I can't delete this thread. I have a problem but posting this question won't help me solve it. The problem is like this; I am in love with someone whom I can't trust. We are not together and have never been. Getting over it is very difficult because we both sensed that, for some reason we both don't understand, there is a cosmic click between us. An enormous connection of some sorts. I have told myself it my imagination...just to be proven wrong again and again. I stay away from her because just the thought that someone else is having her makes me a bit ill. The less I know the better. To bad for me we bumped into eachother 3 weeks ago. Some guy put his hand on her back. I had to look the other way. To much has happened to believe we will ever be together. I just hate waking up with this pain in my chest. I will find a way to deal with this.
The first time I felt jealousy I was 11 maybe 12 years old. It was a new emotion to me and it was overwhelming. It took me over completely. It felt like hate but far more dangerous because not only did it keep me awake at night it also made me feel like I would like to kill my adversary.
I tried avoiding that feeling for the rest of my life.
Edited: I found I can't delete this thread. I have a problem but posting this question won't help me solve it. The problem is like this; I am in love with someone whom I can't trust. We are not together and have never been. Getting over it is very difficult because we both sensed that, for some reason we both don't understand, there is a cosmic click between us. An enormous connection of some sorts. I have told myself it my imagination...just to be proven wrong again and again. I stay away from her because just the thought that someone else is having her makes me a bit ill. The less I know the better. To bad for me we bumped into eachother 3 weeks ago. Some guy put his hand on her back. I had to look the other way. To much has happened to believe we will ever be together. I just hate waking up with this pain in my chest. I will find a way to deal with this.