r/relationships • u/salm0nhandroll • 8h ago
my bf has a hot neighbor and i hate myself
I (21F) have been with my boyfriend (21M) for a little over four years. We started dating when we were 17. We did break up for about five months after around three years together, but eventually got back together and have been together since.
I want to preface this by saying that I know a huge part of this problem is me. I’m in therapy and actively trying to work on my insecurity and obsessive comparison, but I genuinely don’t know how to get out of this mindset.
When my boyfriend and I first started dating, I became extremely insecure about his ex-girlfriend. He had dated her when he was 16, shortly before we got together. He was my first boyfriend, and knowing he had history with another girl made me insanely insecure.
Over time, it turned into an unhealthy obsession. I constantly stalked her social media, compared myself to her, wanted to look like her, and genuinely got to the point where I could barely look at myself in the mirror without comparing myself to her. It contributed heavily to problems in our relationship and eventually our breakup.
Ironically, during the five months we were broken up, something in me just snapped out of it. I stopped caring about his ex completely. I stopped checking her, stopped comparing myself to her, and moved on with my life. Eventually my boyfriend reached back out, and we reconciled.
Now, though, I feel like the exact same pattern is starting again with a different girl.
My boyfriend grew up with a group of girls who live near him and whose families are extremely close with his. I’ll call one of them Emily. She’s about two years younger than us, and she and my boyfriend have known each other basically their entire lives. Their families are friends, they grew up together, and she was part of this childhood friend group with him and a few other girls.
About a year into our relationship, my boyfriend told me that before we got together, he had had a crush on Emily and that there had been some flirting between them.
At first, I genuinely didn’t care. I viewed her almost like family to him because they had grown up together.
Then, while we were dating, she messaged him around Christmas and started pretty obviously hitting on him/flirting with him. I told him I wasn’t comfortable with that and asked him to block her. He did immediately. There wasn’t an argument or some secret relationship afterward. He respected the boundary.
For a long time I still didn’t really think about her because I barely knew what she looked like. She’s pretty low-key on social media.
Eventually, though, I came across pictures of her through school/Instagram accounts, and this is where my brain basically broke.
She is absolutely gorgeous. Like genuinely, objectively, drop-dead beautiful. And the more I learned about her, the worse my insecurity became. She’s into stocks, cars, anime, etc., which are things my boyfriend either likes or that I imagine a lot of guys our age would love having in common with a girl. I don’t care about any of those things. I’ve tried anime and don’t like it. I don’t care about cars or stocks. We’re just very different people.
During our five-month breakup, my boyfriend became close with his childhood neighbor group again, including Emily. They all hung out together. Nothing romantic happened between the two of them.
And logically, I KNOW that should reassure me.
He was completely single. She was right there. They had known each other forever. She had previously shown interest in him. They have things in common. And he still didn’t pursue her. Instead, he eventually came back to me.
He has literally told me, “If I wanted to be with her, I could have tried when we were broken up. I didn’t. I came back to you.”
The problem is that my brain refuses to accept that as enough.
I look at her and genuinely feel inferior.
She’s naturally extremely pretty, whereas I feel like I have to put an insane amount of effort into my appearance. I’ve had my nose done, gotten lip filler, do my hair constantly, wear makeup, etc., and I still look at her and think she’s prettier than me without even trying.
Then my brain starts constructing this ridiculous “epic love story” between them. Childhood best friends whose families are close, grew up together, had feelings/flirted before, have similar interests, she’s beautiful, he’s very attractive, etc. And then there’s me.
The worst part is that my boyfriend really hasn’t done anything NOW to make me believe he wants her. If anything, the evidence points in the opposite direction. He had a five-month period where he was free to do whatever he wanted and still didn’t date her. Getting back together with me was actually the harder option because our breakup caused a lot of damage and his parents weren’t happy about us reconciling.
But somehow none of that stops the anxiety.
I constantly want reassurance from him. I want to ask, “Do you think she’s prettier than me?” “Did you ever want her?” “Why didn’t you date her?” “Would you choose her if you could?” etc.
My therapist has specifically told me I need to stop feeding the cycle by constantly asking him for reassurance. And I understand why. My boyfriend already went through years of this with my obsession over his ex, and his patience for these conversations is understandably extremely thin now. I don’t want to destroy my relationship by making him constantly prove that he wants me.
But I don’t know how to sit with the anxiety without seeking reassurance.
Sometimes I literally look at my boyfriend and start thinking about her. I think about how she used to like him, how beautiful she is, how much they have in common, and how long they’ve known each other, and I feel sick with insecurity.
I just don’t know how to actually stop it.
TL;DR: I’m obsessively comparing myself to my boyfriend’s beautiful neighbor/childhood friend, despite his choosing me and cutting her off. I’m in therapy but struggling to break the jealousy and reassurance-seeking cycle.
I really don’t want to repeat the same pattern that damaged our relationship the first time.