Hello! Things have been rocky in my marriage recently, and I’m starting to feel overlooked. It’s not that there’s been some dramatic fallout or major fight—just a slow drift, like two people sharing the same space but missing each other in the details. Conversations feel more like exchanges of logistics, and moments of genuine connection have become rare.

I’ve started to notice how much this distance weighs on me. I miss the little things that made me feel special—a stolen glance across the room, a compliment on my outfit, or even just a warm hug for no reason at all. Those gestures, no matter how small, were once the heartbeats of our relationship. Now, it feels like those beats have grown faint, and I’m left questioning whether I’m still the woman he fell in love with.

It’s hard not to internalize the silence. I’ve caught myself looking in the mirror a little longer, scrutinizing every detail. Am I still attractive? Have I changed too much? Or is it just that the novelty has worn off after all these years? I know beauty isn’t everything, but feeling desired by the person you love is an irreplaceable kind of validation.

Sometimes, I wonder if I’ve lost my spark—the energy, the light, the confidence that once made me feel unstoppable. Maybe it’s buried under the weight of responsibilities, or maybe I’ve simply forgotten how to embrace it.

All I really want is to feel seen again, to know that I still matter—not just as a partner or a mother or whatever roles life has assigned me, but as me. I’m holding on to hope, though. Somewhere deep down, I believe the spark is still there, waiting to be reignited. And I’d love a reminder of its glow.