And it's all about her

Jealousy is fear.
Fear of losing your treasure, that someone will take away the sweet moments when you are together. You are afraid to lose comfort, interesting pastime and a lot of very pleasant things. You can be understood, besides, fear is a basic feeling, ancient and powerful. It is very difficult to counter him with logic and Buddhist calmness.
Jealousy is envy.
To the one who captured the attention of your man. Violent imagination immediately draws that the opponent is younger, smarter, sexier than you, and the existing complexes will “finish off” from the inside. Terrible and armor-piercing duet.
Jealousy is a side effect of idealizing relationships.
Many people have the stereotype “absolute fidelity to the grave, even for light flirting to be executed” firmly hammered into their heads. To put it mildly, this is not true. Life is a long and very multifaceted thing, your ideals will certainly pass the test of strength, and the idea of ​​“loyalty at any cost” will seem naive.
Jealousy is low self-esteem.
The most old grievances and seemingly healed sores remind of themselves: you are allegedly ugly, stupid, unsuccessful. And even if in reality the opposite is true, the complexes will not be left alone, they are very tenacious - because they are illogical.

Jealousy is a sad experience.
Treachery has already been in your life, you barely recovered from that story, and maybe more than one. Therefore, as soon as the familiar symptoms of betrayal flash, a defensive reaction is activated.
Jealousy is an insult.
The fact that you were not appreciated, throwing life at your feet. That they deceived your expectations, broke your personal script of happiness, pushed you into your heart, or even threw it away from it.
Jealousy is a tribute to public opinion.
Surrounding people procrastinated a thousand times, as one clever beauty was betrayed by a walking ungrateful husband. The same question is raised in films and books with the same reaction: "How could he!" You, as prescribed by the experience of generations, experience righteous anger.
Jealousy is the instinct of the owner.
Feelings have nothing to do with them, they no longer exist or did not exist at all, but other people's attempts to encroach on your territory are annoying. That is why wise people say that they are not only jealous of their loved ones: they are jealous of those whom they consider their own - reducing them to the level of household items.
Jealousy is a pleasure, akin to a drug.
Surprised? Jealousy gives albeit aggressive, but still excitement. This is a flash, an energy surge - albeit painful, but powerful. Having experienced it several times, a person at an unconscious level again tries to get pleasure, to repeat the thrill.