I thought I was over this, but reading the posts have shown me I'm not - I'm just better. When I was in my 20s (I'm 55 now) I would get upset when my husband would watch girls (movies, street, stores...). He was a jerk about it, so it was easy to blame him for just not being decent. Now, after a divorce at 38, and zoom ahead 17 years, I'm in a wonderful relationship with a man I love and trust and yes, unbelievably, there's still that insecurity. Except now, it's not with movies and strange girls on the street, it's with women he meets who are showing interest in him. In my defense, I feel like I should have the right to hiss and say back off he's mine. Like my feelings are instinctual (see Avatar, she protects her man). At 55, all kinds of women are interested in him. They've been divorced, are 10 years younger, they think they're cool, and they want my man. I've told friends I trust him - it's those women I don't trust. So why not defend my prize? Well, those women are not here at home when he gets home at night. It's just him that I antagonize with questions, all innocent like, "what's her name, oh that's a nice name. How old is she? Is she a cutie?" (smiley wink rib rib). I think I'm being sly, but it gets under his skin. It's pretty much the only thing he doesn't like about me.
I've tried to stop it; I've tried to medicate it. I've found there are probably "reasons" like my mom was jealous of me when I started becoming a woman - that probably reinforced my feelings that being insecure because of other women was natural; and I have taken herbs that relax (I take Ashwagandha at night); and I've even looked at women as objects of beauty myself, which helps (I have a classic nude image for my computer desktop background to remind me I too think the female nude body is beautiful, and I'm cool), use caution with this last one, I've actually grown more attracted to female nudes than male - which might actually be an aggravated symptom that I'm still insecure.
Yeah, this thing still nags at me, I'm puzzled, and embarrassed. When my new guy mentions some woman that he visited with somewhere, I am amazed at my private eye skills. I can find her identity and pictures and FB profile on the internet so fast the FBI would hire me. Once I find her profile, I seek out something about her that I think he won't like (it could take a lot of digging around), and then, I feel better and not threatened.
Was it Mom's insecurities about me, or is it all very normal? Is it hormonal and we all need some progesterone or an herb? Is it instinctual for us and men need to get it that if we like them, we're liable to rip off that other woman's head and we're within our rights? I don't know. Ideally, we should only need to voice our concerns to the woman who thinks she might want him - not to him (again, see Avatar). Ideally, he should know he's not free to choose another woman until I say so, or when I've become so apathetic it sends the message that he's free to go and I don't care. But that's certainly not the message I'm sending him today. So why should I worry.
One thing I do to remedy this in the world is I refuse to be the woman that chats it up with someone else's man. Not only now as a woman in a relationship, but when I was single too. Now that I'm older, I'm actually aware of the women who want to keep their husbands from looking at me (it's not that I'm so great, but you can tell when she starts blocking his view and he starts trying to look around her). So I go out of my way not to be that woman. I actually will go down a different isle at the store to not give him the chance or give her the knot in her stomach. Why? Because I don't need to get my thrill from someone else's pain. Someone else might, but I don't need to fix my insecurity through the exchange method.
One poster said men have it too. I can attest my guy does make a lot of remarks. And when he gets on to me and I say but you...he says no I was just teasing. I do think it's always been around. When my mom and dad were young, they didn't have all this media we have to contend with, but they had church and work stuff. And they have tales to tell about flirting pastors and secretaries. Remember in Greek lit, when Medea dipped the dress in poison so the next woman who wore it would die? Isn't "Do not covet," which is the root of envy (aka jealousy) one of the ten commandments? Are we softening this problem by calling it insecurity? Should we just "refuse" to feel jealous? Like down dog. Get back in your shed.
It's amazing this thread is 11 years old. I bet it will be added to forever. Won't that be interesting for someone who is doing reports on this.