I can't help it. I don't want to be the jealous type. I never thought of myself much as 'the jealous type.' But I think I always knew there was something to being single, something that made me feel unique, that made me feel different and special. I think its an attraction thing. I'm inappropriately tied to my need to feel attractive, to be found attractive, and waking up next to someone on a daily basis squelches that.
Call me vain. I don't care.
I do care. I do. I don't want to feel this way. This jealousy that I have with The Boyfriend: it was news to me when I realized: its not him, its
me. My own issues are rearing their ugly heads in this relationship, and I can't blame it on anyone but me. Its finally not the wrong man, its not the wrong circumstances, its just my unhinged melodrama. Pardon me.
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