Jealousy Transformed

I want to share a story with you about Sarah—not as a "success case," but as a real,

every day, and deeply human journey.

Sarah came to me exhausted. She loved her fiancé deeply, but jealousy had become

a constant shadow in their relationship. It wasn’t logical—she knew he was faithful—

but the fear gripped her anyway.

Sleepless nights replaying conversations. The pit in her stomach when he mentioned a female coworker. The shame of needing constant reassurance, even as she saw how it pushed him away.

"I don’t want to be like this," she told me quietly in our first session. "But it feels like I

can’t stop myself."

What moved me wasn’t just her pain, but her courage—the willingness to face

something so raw and say, Help me understand this. There is something that touches

me deeply in people who decide to face their greatest demon.

Together, as we worked through it in hypnotherapy, we discovered that her jealousy wasn’t about her partner at all. It was about an old, unconscious story she’d carried for years: If I’m not ‘perfect,’ I’ll be left for another. A story written in childhood, reinforced by past relationships, and playing out now in inner whispers of You’re not good enough.

Through hypnosis, she began to access a part of herself she’d lost touch with—the

part that knew her worth wasn’t conditional. We all learn what it’s like to be loved in

childhood. In her case, she had to relearn it without fear of being devalued or traded

in.

One day, she told me, "I used to feel that every woman he spoke to had an

advantage over me. It’s not like that anymore. I’m more interested in them as people.

I don’t have to be perfect. I’m ok just being me.

Her relationship didn’t just "improve"—she changed. Not into someone "perfectly

secure," but someone who could notice the old fears without letting them drive her

thoughts and feelings. She could say, "This is hard for me right now," and

acknowledge them as a relic from the past.

I’m sharing this because I want you to know: The things that haunt you aren’t flaws—

they’re invitations. Sarah’s jealousy wasn’t a life sentence; it was a signpost pointing

her toward the work her soul was ready to do.

If you’re wrestling with something that feels too big, too shameful, or too ingrained

to change—I see you. And I want you to know: It doesn’t have to be this way.

Whenever you’re ready, I’m here.