Have you ever been going along, having a pretty normal, pretty okay day when all of a sudden the jealousy monster comes attacking you- rearing his flared green cranium and tearing at your soul's flesh with every talon on those nasty little claws?
I hate those attacks. They make my pouty lip come out of hiding. They make me a poor, pitiful petunia. They make this weird liquid emit from my optic region.
You know what else I hate? When the jealousy monster attacks you at the peak of your vulnerability. Why is it that we want things we can't have - knowingly setting up bait for the monster?
How do you fend him off? How do you not let him hurt you?