I have a relationship dilemma, and I don’t know what to do.
On Wednesday night, my boyfriend Matt* took me to a fancy restaurant to celebrate our first anniversary.
I was flattered that he took me to such an expensive place, but could see all night that there was something distracting him. After an hour of him uncomfortably shuffling in his seat, he finally spat it out and I couldn’t believe what he said.
“I’m going on a ten day holiday to Fiji with Jess*,” he said while staring intently at his steak.
My heart sank. Jess is my boyfriend’s long-term best friend. The girl best friend. While I’ve only been around for months, Jess has been Matt’s confidant and accomplice since high school. With blonde hair and a sassy (sometimes rude) give-no-f*cks attitude, she’s the complete and utter opposite of me.
And I can't stand her. Her mere existence as my boyfriend's best friend kills me, and I can't help but feel like their friendship is more than just a friendship to her, and that she doesn't like me because we're in love with the same man.
I'm an incredibly jealous person because I've been cheated on in the past, so hearing her name constantly pop up into conversations eats away at me, especially because I know she and Matt have had sex before.