My husband can’t stop obsessing over the men I dated before him. What started as occasional curiosity has turned into something much darker—an endless cycle of comparison that I never signed up for.

At first, I thought it was normal. A little jealousy is natural, right? But then came the questions. “How many guys have you been with? Were they better than me? Did you love them more?” No matter how much I reassure him, it’s never enough. He digs into my past like an archaeologist searching for proof that he doesn’t measure up.

It’s like he wants to torture himself. Sometimes, I catch him bringing up old stories I barely remember, things I mentioned in passing. He lingers on details I never thought twice about, twisting them into something painful. It’s as if he enjoys imagining me with other men—except it only makes him miserable.

So, I have to ask: is this just insecurity, or is he low-key cucking himself in his own head? He’s not being cheated on, but it’s like he’s mentally putting himself in that position—fixating on the idea that he wasn’t my first, as if that somehow makes him less of a man.

I love him, but I don’t know how to fix this. How do you help someone who’s fighting a battle against ghosts?