I don’t know if I could ever be the jealous type again after what I went through with an American man I sure found out how it felt to be nothing next to a girl far less attractive then me. I was a begging little virgin desperate to have a boyfriend that fuzzed after me. then got into a rotten mess with a man who was always cheating his wife. I did not know what I was getting into but pretended to for everyone concerned in the whole operation of mid-wal and then had to confessed that having a hearing dysfunction if did not get the whole thing right. if I had heard he was married I would not; anyway I did not want to either way, married or not. I felt like I had no choice. they should call my middle name “no choice”.

yeh, no jealousy is something I refuse to swallow again. run fast the other way and thank the lord.