Your sweetheart calls you by another's name. His eyes linger too long on your best friend. He talks with excitement about a girl at work. And the fire catches. Jealousy — that sickening combination of possessiveness, suspicion, rage, and humiliation — can overtake your mind and threaten your very core as you contemplate your rival.
Art is born of humiliation.
As an adolescent, I was painfully shy, withdrawn. I didn't really have the nerve to sing my songs on stage, and nobody else was doing them. I decided to do them in disguise so that I didn't have to actually go through the humiliation of going on stage and being myself.