I’m Just Not a Jealous Gal
Being that way doesn’t make sense to me
Maybe it’s because I grew up with a philandering dad and a jealous mother, but being controlled but the green-eyed monster has never been my modus operandi.
I remember a time a friend of mine came rushing to my house to tell me she’d just seen my husband sitting in a pub talking to a woman. I was like, So? He’s a free man. Being married doesn’t mean you never get to speak to other people ever again.
Her mouth dropped open. The truth is my husband has never given me any reason to feel jealous but even if he had — I wonder if I would be. I seem to be missing that gene
Interestingly, both my friend and my mother are born in May — I’ve read that Taureans can be very possessive.
My dad slept with my mum’s friends
The sad fact is my mum did have reason to be jealous — almost from the beginning of their marriage, my dad cheated on her.
The worst thing was, it was sometimes with her so-called friends. Or so she told me when I was an adult.
There was this one time when she had a falling out with a good friend of hers because she saw this woman kissing my dad outside a club.
