When individuals are jealous-fueled, what is happening? One thing that’s happening is that they are often looking for rage, looking to rage, in all the wrong places.
So this is important to establish up-front: The jealous-laden individual is using his jealousy as a basis to unleash his stewing rage. He is using jealousy as a means to feel rage; to feel outrage; to feel, somehow, self-righteously betrayed; and finally, to justify (through his jealousy) his pursuit of these feelings.
Thus, he is looking, contriving, convincing himself that the basis of his fury is legitimately, suspiciously, here”¦or there!!”¦or there!!”¦or here!!”¦or over there!!
Regardless, he will find the basis for his suspicions whenever it suits him—whenever, that is, he seeks a rage catharsis through his jealousy. From his suspicions, he will immediately rationalize the rapid escalation, and release, of his righteous indignation, which he will almost instantly transmute into expressions of jealous rage.
In his rage, you (his target) will naturally be declared guilty even without his having informed you of the accusations against you. It’s almost as if, in his arrogant grandiosity and sense of entitlement, you barely deserve to know the accusations he’s leveling.
After all, you should know them without his having to inform you, because you are guilty of them!! Who are you kidding?! Who are you trying to dupe, playing the innocent?!!
In such fashion he ratchets up, equally rapidly, his paranoia, convincing himself that you are weaving a real deception, really making a joke of him, the thought of which further primes his paranoia and escalates his self-justified fury.
To be sure, you are guilty of something treacherous. He knows it, he’s convinced himself of it. He believes that you too, of course, know it, but just don’t want him to know it. So he assumes a kind of paranoid omniscience. He is soooo smart, way toooo smart to be had; thus, you must be patronizing him with your innocent, shellshocked reaction.
As if he is going to fall for the pretense of your bewilderment? To the contrary: it will merely makes him legitimately more incensed.
And so the jealous rager, consciously or subconsciously, in conformity with his aim, puts you in a lose lose position: admit what he accuses you of (that is, falsely confess), and even more hell will break loose! Tell the truth, of your actual innocence, and more hell will break loose!
You are like the suspect in the interrogation room on whom he, the interrogator, in his smug conviction, believes he has all the evidence; like the suspect with whom he is toying as he watches you (from his warped perspective), and derives a perverse pleasure in watching you, try to squirm your way out of the guilty, damned status he has arrogantly, smugly stamped you with.
The jealous rager, in this fashion, will enjoy, perversely, the process of (from his warped perspective) watching you dig yourself deeper and deeper in a hole that he has made for you, that he set you up to fall into, and then assured that it will have all the escapability of a quicksand pit.
Rather, it is a pit into which, from his warped perspective, he watches you sink little by little, lie by lie, evasion by evasion, omission by omission, inconsistency by inconsistency, into his “doghouse,” or really his “hell-house,” inside of which he will slam the door shut, bar your escape, and menacingly confront you, seething with the self-righteous fury of the betrayed, entitling himself to “payback” for the treachery of which you, of course, innocent, in the abusive forms he chooses.
This sheds some light, perhaps, into the mind of the jealous rager.
(This article is copyrighted © 2010 by Steve Becker, LCSW. My use of male gender pronouns is for convenience’s sake and not to suggest that females aren’t capable of the attitudes and behaviors discussed.)
i don’t think hens really wants to come back sky. i think he needs some time not online.
LOL!
ramp up!
just kidding, you know what I mean. LOL. you are funny!
I love that we have so many different types of people here. I’ve learned so much.
I used to have a “closet” gay male friend who I considered my “best” friend for about 10 years. But when the shit hit the fan, I realized that my P had gotten to him. Had convinced him that he was gay and that together, they had “played” me, which I, of course deserved, for being “weak” and straight. They can con ANYONE.
That’s the beauty of LF. We can no longer be conned. The people here have been vaccinated. They are the only people in my life that I trust and I’VE NEVER EVEN MET ANY OF THEM.
How amazing is that?
Hens….I second ALL the miss you’s above!
Glad to hear your doing well. I hope we get you back one day soon!
Oh my!
Have a Merry Christmas….I trust you’ll be with the G. kids.
XXOO
EB
i am so sorry for that sky – that’s a big loss. queers can be easier to play – we often have more unmet needs and fewer possibilities for meeting them.
i do hope i have been vaccinated. i need to find my legs in the world again. i have so much healing to do.
i walked part of the way home tonight, it was so beautiful out – so crisp and cold, i just love it. the choir i joined and had to quit had a carol sing at a pub tonight, so i went for an hour and walked home.
Hey, hens baby, I miss you too, HEAPS!!
have a wonderful Xmas.Love, gemXX
Oxy….HOLY SHIAT!
We just got home….had to check on a clients house….Power’s out.
So I decorated in the dark. I always try to do things different each time they come up…..YEAH….this might be even different than I imagined. 🙂
We’ll see.
YEP….we are getting snnnnoooooooooow! TONS!
Power outages, Winds, Snow and BEARS!
So….Jr and I get home, quick stop…..run in grab something and leave again….We drive into driveway and my trash is knocked over…..Hmmm must have been the 130 mile an hour winds……tell jr, get out and pick up trash can, he motions to me to come here…..check this out mom.
I get out…..and there are HUGE footprints in the snow….
Now, talk about being a MORON….EB must have frozen her mind……
Duh, the tracks are fresh…..duh its’ snowing hard, so that must mean thebear is STILL HERE???!?!?!?!
Never crossed my mind….then I realize….OH NO……I didn’t have enough room in my fridges for ALL the food I ever so organized, went down early to buy off the mountain yesterday….and I bought 2 gals eggnog, 2 gal milk, 1 gal 1/2 and 1 gal heavy cream….and put it in the cooler and left it ouside the garage door…..MORON!
Bears don’t HIBERNATE…..the nap.
And I HAVE ONE LIVING UNDER THE PIPE IN MY YARD…..can you say….here kitty, kitty……
The bear took 1 gal eggnog and the whipping cream and 1/2 1/2……
As Jr and i are looking at the tracks and I realize he took my goods….fucker You took My EGGNOG!
I turn around to tell Jr…..and look up here is BEAR charging down my deck stairs plowing through the snow……right towards us…..all i see is his HUGE EYES…..and I thought he was going to jump right over the rail at us…..We run into the garage, as if that will ‘save’ us……and I realize, when I got out ofmy car, I left the damn drivers door open….AND I HAD FOOD IN THERE TOO!?!?!
Hello EB….is there anybody home??????
We are cracking up…..he was huge…..Jr runs and gets his airsoft gun….(as I had my ‘family’ with me), but it’s only a spath gun, not a bear gun!
Jr goes running off trying to locate the bear……to shoot plastic little peletts at it….?????? Uh, JR…..come inside huh?
So now……I’m thinking….what was I thinking leaving this outside….serves me right.
He drank the 3 gals of goodness….and went back across the yard to his pipe to nurse his tummy ache!
I’ve gotta go……gotta bake cookies for him to complete his meal!
NOT!
What a DOPE!!!!!!!
you suck as a hostess EB! all that nog and no rum!
be careful out there!
OMG EB!!!!
Lions and tigers and bears OH NO!!!
WTF is with the bear? You actually have bears that close? DUH. That would be like asking you actually have sharks in the ocean down here!!! I have never been out of the deep south/tropics much. How do you do it? I hope you have back up in the house for your EGGNOG!!! LOLOLOL
How do you know he has a tummy ache? He’s probably laughing at that LOLOL! He’s feeling good right now nogg and food? Do you live in a bear cave? LOLOL
notcrze1
One,
I think that a gay person who HIDES it is a perfect spath toy. The closet gay person has SHAME issues that the spath can relate to and – what’s the word?…take advantage of… you know. (my speech center has taken a hit since all the evil happened) You don’t sound like someone who is in the closet, you will be fine. You know yourself and you have integrity, you don’t compartmentalize your life. You are vaccinated – BIG TIME – with the crap your spath pulled on you and your knowledge from LF. Plus you have very good instincts, the advice you give me resonates with me.
Tomorrow will be a full moon, a lunar eclipse and the winter solstice. First time for all that in 400 years. enjoy it but be careful: spaths love sybolic gestures. They might do something. Why do they love symbols? Because symbols elicit emotions but they aren’t real anything, just like a spath.
EB,
BOINK!!!!! You know better than to leave bear bait out babeQ!@....... You deserve a BIG BOINK for that!!!
Is Junior back at your house now? You’ve talked about him being around lately. You said too he worked with “spooky kid stuck in the ditch” that you thought might be there to spy on you or dig in your yard…any more information about that?
I got a face book request from my deceased step son’s x wife (he was divorcing her when he got killed in a car wreck so she was still legally the widow) and they had a little girl. she also had an older son who grew up to be a thug….this woman doesn’t like me and never has liked me, having not heard from her in 20+ years and last saw her in 1993 at his funeral, however she was big buddies with my P son before his arrest and I wouldn’t be surprised if they were in contact so am somewhat suspicious of her contacting me..I did turn her in to child welfare for fraud for obtaining aid to dependent children when her boy friend, my step son, was supporting her and living with her and the kids—and she almost went to jail for that one. So I find it hard after 20 years that she is just dying to find out how I am doing, so wouldn’t surprise me if P son had contacted her to get in touch with me and see what they can find out.
I’ll keep you up on my part of this drama rama, we can combine it and call it “AS the STOMACH CHURNS” LOL