My Spouse Constantly Compares Me to Their Ex and It’s Destroying My Confidence

**My Spouse Constantly Compares Me to Their Ex and It’s Destroying My Confidence**

At first, I thought it was harmless. Just passing comments, like, *“Oh, my ex used to love this restaurant,”* or *“She was really good at cooking that dish.”* Annoying, but not enough to rock the boat.

But over time, those comments piled up. And each one carved something out of me.

When I laughed too loud at a party, my spouse said, “You’re so different—my ex was always more graceful.” When I got dressed for dinner, it was, “That color looked amazing on her.” Even in bed, when I tried something new, I heard, “She used to…” and that was it. I froze.

Every mention turned our marriage into a three-person relationship, me fighting with a ghost I never asked to compete with.

Last week, it broke me. We were driving, just chatting, and I mentioned wanting to take a trip next year. Without missing a beat, my spouse said, “Funny, that’s exactly where my ex and I were planning to go before we broke up.”

I gripped the steering wheel so hard my knuckles went white. Finally, I asked, “Do you realize how often you bring them up?”

They looked surprised. “What? No, I don’t.”

“You do,” I said, my voice shaking. “Constantly. It’s like you’re still married to them, and I’m just the understudy.”

They laughed nervously. “Oh, come on. Don’t be insecure.”

But it wasn’t insecurity—it was exhaustion. I was tired of measuring myself against someone who wasn’t even in the room.

That night, I told them flat out: “If you want your ex so badly, go find them. But I’m done being a replacement. I want to be loved for who I am, not for how I fail to measure up to someone else.”

They rolled their eyes, said I was overreacting. But I didn’t. I went to the closet, packed a bag, and walked out.

Because here’s the truth: love doesn’t sound like constant comparisons. Love doesn’t feel like always coming in second place. And if my spouse couldn’t stop looking back, then I had no choice but to move forward—without them.

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