I can see it in his eyes before he even says a word—the worry, the doubt. My husband’s insecurities about my past relationships have become a familiar part of our marriage. Tonight, it’s the same as always. He asks, “What did you like about him?” referring to someone I dated long before we ever met.

I pause, trying to find the right words. I’ve answered this question so many times, and every time, it seems to fuel his insecurities rather than ease them. “That was years ago,” I remind him. “You’re my husband. I love you, not him.”

But my reassurances never seem to sink in. Instead, he continues to pry, as if knowing every detail of my past will somehow give him control over it. What he doesn’t realize is that his constant questioning is pushing me away. It’s hard to feel close to someone when they’re more focused on the men who came before them than on the relationship we have now.

I don’t know how to make him see that his jealousy is unfounded. He’s the one I chose to build a life with, but his obsession with comparing himself to people from my past makes it hard to move forward. I love him, but I can’t keep reliving memories that no longer hold any meaning.