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Women's jealousy, or Why ladies let out their claws Jealousy is a feeling that is more destructive than creative. Yes, sometimes it can add spice, passion to a relationship, highlight and highlight feelings - like chili peppers and spices give a dish a brighter taste. But too much is bad in everything, and interpersonal communication is no exception. As soon as the degree of emotions begins to go off scale, even the strongest and most sincere affections of the heart fade away, leaving behind spiritual emptiness and fatigue. Female jealousy is a phenomenon that in psychology is the subject of deep and detailed study. There are not so many reasons for its occurrence, but the ways of manifestation are a real space of options. So, why can a sweet girl or a completely self-confident woman suddenly throw aside all self-control and begin to let out her pores, like a boiling kettle? Feeling of possessiveness “You’re mine”, “I won’t give it to anyone”, “you’ll only be with me”, I don’t want to share with anyone - these and similar statements are pronounced not only to emphasize what an important place the beloved man occupies in life. Like a mental mark, a shortcut, an identification mark, they should point the man to his place (almost like the command to your feet! among dog handlers), and make it clear to potential rivals that the territory is occupied. And any attempt by the chosen one to show interest in another woman will be perceived as an attack on private property, on what belongs personally to her, the jealous woman. She is able to turn her relationship with her husband or lover into a real battlefield for spheres of influence, trying to push aside not only women who could hypothetically attract male attention. Guided by the principle of divide and conquer, a jealous lady in one way or another will begin to broadcast negativity towards the man’s closest female relatives - mother, sisters, children (if there are any). From endless reproaches, complaints (you only listen to your mother, my opinion doesn’t interest you, your relatives constantly disturb us, your sisters are dearer to you than me), she can move on to hysterics and scenes that can drive a stone statue out of control. Self-doubt Feelings by definition, unpleasant, and multiplied by love - akin to a time bomb. On the one hand, a woman wants to be “the very best” for her beloved man. On the other hand, it seems to her that she is not as beautiful as Masha, not as smart. , like Dasha, etc. Constantly comparing herself with others, a woman is mentally prepared for loss and is afraid of it. The fear of competition makes her again and again demand confirmation (evidence) of his love from a man. And if suddenly the man was late at work, he called today. less often than yesterday or did not speak tenderly as often as she would like - anxiety creeps into the woman’s soul, suspicions settle in. As a result - attempts to spy, reproaches, insults, quarrels... In the first stages, of course, there will be reconciliation - with. consolations, assurances that the beloved is better than all the beauties put together. But, again, for the time being. A man may get tired of playing the role of a woman and a psychotherapist in one person, and he will want to see next to him a balanced adult woman who is capable of supporting her man, and not be a mountain ash tree, as is sung in the folk song. Fear of loneliness Yes, this is a great driving force that forces a woman to both tolerate the not always adequate behavior of a man (or maybe he will understand everything and change), and try to keep him near her at any cost. In this case, the fear of separation takes on somewhat clinical forms. A woman may not even really love the one she clings to. Her feelings for her chosen one become like an addiction - like bad habits, just as strong and aggressive. The very fact - she is not alone, there is someone who lives nearby, sleeps in the same bed, goes shopping with her, talks, and so on - makes her.