In a feature I call “Your Turn,” in which you, the readers, get to answer the question, I’m presenting the following letter without commentary from me:
Now here’s the thing: I KNOW that I shouldn’t be jealous of them. I KNOW that I shouldn’t begrudge my girlfriends for finding something really special in each other. Every logical cell in my body is telling me to let it go because jealousy is the most useless of emotions, but I just can’t. Every time we hang out I feel like a third wheel, like they physically sit closer to each other and farther from me. Every time I see a cute little post on Facebook, this hurt feeling wells up inside me. I’m 28 years old and I can’t help but have the reaction of a high school girl.
I have a few friends that, even though I don’t them see very often, they are like sisters to me. I have a wonderful boyfriend who loves me unconditionally. I have a big family that would do anything for me. There is no shortage of love in my life. Why can I not let them have some more love in their lives without feeling like it’s an affront to me? Any advice on how to deal with this BFF jealousy would be greatly appreciated. — Third Wheel