Jealousy is an ugly beast and once it catches hold it can be hard to detach, yes.
I have told my story here before, but it has been a while and it is pertinent to this discussion.
I was raised with the typical assumption that jealousy was an unpleasant, but natural, reaction.
I was also raised in a tradition that encouraged a routine inner search for moral flaws. They called it an “examination of conscience”.
Jealousy had always been an issue for me. I had kept it under raps by controlling situations in which it could arise. This eventually led to a really circumscribed life and an over vigilant worldview, not paranoid but tending in that direction.
After three decades of being coupled with my wife and raising three children to adulthood we found ourselves in an empty nest, with all the attendant down time. The borders that served us well while family commitments kept us busy, suddenly pointed out gaps in our social lives. We had acquaintances from work and church, but very few close friends and only two with which we were truly transparent.
The border that had protected us in its time, started to creep between us in subtle ways.
As we tried to correct this, that ugly green monster started to peer over the hedge. During one of my periodic introspections, it became clear to me that Jealousy was not just a pesky, destructive, condition, but that previous strategies fell short and that not being more proactive was intentionally allowing a moral flaw to prosper. (Read “sin” here in old school translation.)
What to do.? Training said, first step is to renounce the sin.
How the hell was I to do that?
The answer as it turned out was simple. I have always viewed emotion as subject to reason for the most part. Did my jealousy spring from fear of loss? Not by any rational standard at all. We had been through enough that there was solid basis. Possessiveness? Entitlement? Yes. MY Wife, My Marriage, MY, My MY.
My solution, for me?
I gave my bride a complete, one sided, perennial Green Light, to do whatever she wanted, with whoever she wanted, with no strings..
This may sound like something done just for her. It was also very much for myself. By giving up any claims of possession and exclusivity, I freed myself from trying to defend myself and those things and replaced it with Trust.
She thought I was nuts. She may still think that sometimes, but for unrelated reasons.
We have redefined what fidelity means for us. It is less gonadal, better and more fulfilling.
The Green Light has cost me nothing. My bride relishes both the freedom and the trust she sees on display. We are the better for it.