Green Eyes Blue
Jealousy is a killer however you experience it, one of those silent assassins that can turn inwards on the unsuspecting self without it even knowing. It's tough when you finally recognise its stranglehold on you and even tougher when IT knows it has you in its grip. Jealousy has, I suspect, it's origins in fear and an empty gas tank of trust and self worth. I have a friend who perpetually runs their car on the sniff of an oily rag. It mortifies me because I'm anally retentive enough to hate the... Sign in to see full entry.