I can't say I was ever jealous of a man for manly attributes they had, I never felt the need to femininely compete with men apart from a few annoying dirty mentally ill poofters who think they can be more woman then a woman???? and they are a lot cattier and violent as well gay men. the odd one is not. but I have come across a lot of men jealous of me for no aparrent reason because I am not that clever or rich, I am not muscel strong, but I do think like a cop, I question everyones motives and actions and words. I never started questioning myself much til as a teen being bullied and then meeting joyce she had me that way I was literally questioning every aspect of my personality and response machanism, the only time I was a bit put out by a guy I had lunch with a few times because it appeared to me frank had never known failure or disappointment and set backs or financial struggle. when there were others getting constant kicks doing courses and getting no where and he just waltzed his way into things with his "little franky" tag on his face. and he didn't know what he wanted. I was angry at that dirty college my parents knew but then maybe that is why I didn't get my diploma because they met my weirdo parents who people think are spastic like they think we are all spastic. I don't care anyway, I hope frank did find some whore at work, just because you work does not mean your not a complete fucking idiot and nutter psycho! or even sane. most of my friends and family didn't have to live the joycey poorter syndrome to have improved lives and boyfriends. a relationship is just that its not an excuse ticket out of bordem or abuse. I gave up on frank because he was a bully. he confused me writing letters of romance and pushed me away when he hugged. so I just gave up. I didn't love him and I didn't love rick or ken. I don't think I have ever really experienced what in love is like true love. because I am too practical and logical too reasonable. I never liked what ken did it was as gross as ron and bill and alex and I really don't want to go out with men if they don't like me. the way i see it you have a few choices in love- you marry down or you expect them to be always perfect to make you feel better about your own lacking qualities. but you have to make a decision of heaps of factors before you chose how low your willing to go. I can say I would never go out with a yobo boofhead who likes football and alcohol and smoking and bikes and acting brawling stupid drunk and on drugs. I can't stand jeckle and hyde men or women. if you marry up you like to be at your best or aim later when your married to be a better version of yourself but few people achieve this ever. they only marry for sex and lust and the shittery of the spectacular event of a wedding and euphoria of baby 1 and 2 and after that they wished they had never done it- that is waht my mum says and she is right.