Something so ugly that even the prettiest people get it raging in their bones. Jealousy is something that everyone feels at least at some point one time or another in their lifetime.
So what does it feel like? Well, jealousy can come from anything. From something simple as someone having something you don’t have or someone you don’t have.
It eats at you, it causes you to get so angry and over analyze everything that each corner of your mind can possibly create. Most of it is conjured up in your own mind that doesn’t even exist and you’re playing your own tricks on yourself.
Jealousy can swallow you up whole and take over you completely to the point where you look in the mirror and you don’t even know who the hell you are anymore. You promised yourself time after time that she was just a friend and you had nothing to worry about but you do anyway and you swear that there is something else going on there. So you turn into this angry raging person cursing and throwing out assumptions that are just downright ridiculous.
Your blood starts to boil and you feel the heat rising to your face until you blow it out at the top of your lungs and even higher because you knew you could.
Being jealous could lead to anger and then you start to question everything a little harder than you should be. It feels like the world just might be collapsing down and you don’t know what to do because you let your mind run away from you.
You might even cry when you think of what they could be doing together even though it was made known she was just a friend and nothing was going on between the two, but you can’t shake the feeling that you’ll lose to her.
It tears you down because you start to consider how she might be better than you in aspects that kill you inside more or less.
I can say that I am easily made jealous over the little things that get under my skin and I bottle it up until it spills and overflows from every inch of me until I can’t control it and it comes out in the worst of ways. I lose the sight of myself and become someone I shouldn’t from something so small and so insignificant. It’s one of the scariest of emotions I could ever experience towards another person. I hate the person that takes over when I get jealous. I cry and scream to the point where I have no emotion left in me. It doesn’t get to a dangerous point at any time, but it isn’t a great feeling.
It’s one of the ugliest emotions that everyone goes through, even the most humble people. It happens to us just like any other emotion because we are human and it’s inevitable that we go through these kinds of things. If we didn’t, what would be the point?
