Envy:
a feeling of grudging
admiration and desire to have something that is possessed by another
I hate feeling envy. It's a terrible feeling and could also be dangerous. But
I'm not the type you should be afraid of so don't worry. I have felt envy
before towards people who have things that I like. My dream car, a '69 Camaro
Convertible, a really cool and powerful laptop (which I already have so I don't
get that feeling anymore) and other things. I have also felt envy of some
peoples abilities that I wish I could have. Like running fast without losing my
breath ( I got asthma), having an artistic ability like those who create skins
for Stardock products (Windowblinds, CursorFX, BootSkin, Etc.).
But the people I envy the most? My wifes friends (guys and girls). Why do I
envy them? Simple. They have some things I am not able to achieve with the
mother of my children. She can spend hours on the phone talking to any or all
of them and always have something to talke about. I can barely get passed 2
minutes into a conversation where she is not interested in what I have to say
or we end up arguing. I can hear her conversations (not the details just the
noise) and she is always laughing and having a good time. I can barely make her
smile let alone laugh. There have been times when I notices she goes out of her
way to do some of her friends favors yet I have to ask for everything and most
of the time argue or remind her before she actually does it. The most amazing
thing is how she knows so much about them, about their lives, their families,
their daily routines. After 10 years she still doesn't know my favorite food,
my shoe size, or what I like on a pizza. There are times when jealousy gets
thrown in the mix as I find myself a bit annoyed that I am not part of her happiness
while on the phone or on MySpace.com. Her phone rings about as often as my job
phone does, and I work for customer service. Thank God her phone plan has
unlimited text messaging.
But these
good times are not limited to just her friends. She is also like this with her family.
Maybe not so much her sister, but more than with me. She is even like this with
total strangers. At one point she was often talking to some person there that I
thought was a co-worker but turned out to be a stranger she met on the train
one her way home from work. Talk about mind boggling, she had no problem
sharing phone numbers with this guy and then talking to him after she came
home, sometimes late at night while I either watched TV or played my games
online. I didn’t make much of it since I
figured it was a co-worker and I had met many of them and they are nice people
(the guys and the girls). I trusted her, somewhat. Hey, I’m a guy and it’s in
my nature to be somewhat jealous. I eventually could not go on feeling
uncomfortable with her having so much fun without me that I asked her who this
guy was she had so much fun talking to and she told me she met him on the train
one time and had fun talking to him and made a friendship with him. I was
shocked. While I have no issues with her making friends, be it guys or girls, I
thought it was kinda stupid to give your number to a total stranger and allow
him to call you while at home with your man late at night (8 to 11) not having
a clue who he was, what he might be capable of doing if he decided to look for
her again and maybe follow her. Did it ever occure to this guy that he was
occupying another mans time? Did he not have a sense of respect for a woman who
already had a person in her life? Did he not think it was inappropriate to be
having conversations with a “married” woman so late at night? I must be behind
the times, maybe this is just another one of those “it’s the new fad” things like
wearing a string bikini while weighing 300 pounds or walking with you pants at
your knees while showing your boxers. Socially accepted.
I told her
that I felt this was disrespectful to me that she talks to a total stranger
while I’m around and seeming to have a better time talking to him than she does
with me. I find it incredible I did not lose it there for a moment. The worst
part is that she didn’t think she was doing anything wrong. As far as she was
concerned she was simply talking to a guy she met as friends. Yea, is if as a
man I am suppose to just say “oh, ok, no problem then. That’s cool”. So far she
has not spoken to him anymore after (according to her) she told him she couldn’t
talk to him anymore. I wanna believe her, but my macho attitude won’t let it go
so easily.
This is
crazy. Do we truly have to live believing women cannot have guy friends (or
guys have women friends) without thinking there might be something going on? Are
we that insecure about ourselves (those of us who are that is)? In the end I am
more saddened that I cannot reach this level of enjoyment with my wife that her
family, friends and strangers can. Guess I am duller than I thought I was.
Am I being
silly about this? Am I making more of this that it really is? I have already
spoken to her before and the results have been anything but positive. Man, am I
a loser. LOL.