Playing catch up...
When I was married, I'd get jealous of men looking at my wife. The best way of dealing with it was simply to ignore it and remember that she was my wife, and that she'd chosen me over others.
I may add with a degree or irony, that I was jealous of Ray for a while when I was younger. Jealous of the fact that Yelina had chosen him over me. She'd liked us both, but my brother had more in the looks department, and what you might call an animal magnetism about him. Girls went crazy for my extroverted little brother while I was the quiet older brother who didn't have as many girlfriends. I dealt with it by throwing myself into my work and avoiding my brother. It wasn't only Yelina, though....I was jealous of his whole life. He had a beautiful wife and a kid, and when he got in too deep undercover, he ruined it for himself, and for them.
These days however, I don't find much to be jealous about. In fact, I'm pretty grateful for my life as it is. It could be a lot worse.
This is what you'd call a no-brainer. It's my gun, which I've had since I graduated from the police academy. I don't like to use it, but if I have to, I will.