I know. I know. Horrible title, but it got you here, right? And it really is relevant to what I am writing about today. That said, what has me using such rough talk? Nothing in particular. I have just been thinking about jealousy and how stupid it is. I’m not a jealous person. Really, I’m not. But through the years, I have come to know I am a little scrappy when it comes to certain things. One of them being my husband. I’ve invested many years and a whole lot of effort into my marriage and friendship with Quinton. We’ve been through things that would make the average couple fall apart.
Jealously comes when one has insecurities about herself. I have very few and none that would cause me to be jealous of another woman. Years ago, I came home to a single woman sitting on my couch…a neighbor known to see more than a few headboards. My husband sat across from her on the chair. I know nothing happened, but that did not stop me from very forcefully showing the skank to the door and letting her know that if I ever caught wind of her near my home again when only my husband was home that I would show her the beatdown of her lifetime.
Some might think that was jealousy. I would say they are wrong. See, I own my husband, just as he owns me. We gave ourselves to each other freely nearly 22 years ago. That woman was trying to use what is mine and that is stealing and that is a sin and that is something I just won’t tolerate.
A few years after that, a family members girlfriend came to my house wearing a shirt where everyone could see her non-existent boobs. That meant we all had a nipple show. I forcefully showed her to the door as well and told her no skank clothes allowed. I offered her a t-shirt to cover her nasty, but she had her feelings hurt. How dare I call her near nakedness in my own home. Am I mean? Am I jealous? Nope. I just have a level of standards that I will not waver on.
I am of the firm belief that God gave me the right to defend, even with violence, that in which he has blessed me with. I am of the firm belief that there are women out there that have no self-respect and surely no respect for the sanctity of marriage. I can spot them from a hundred yards away and smell the pure skankiness from two hundred yards beyond that. To them I say…
I will slap a skank.