Recently, my husband, Mark, has become more distant, and it’s starting to feel like we’re just roommates rather than partners. I can sense the change in the air—his attention is elsewhere, and even when we’re in the same room, it feels like we’re miles apart. I can’t remember the last time he looked at me with the same warmth or affection that used to light up his face. Our conversations, once filled with excitement and laughter, have become mundane, revolving around schedules, bills, and everyday logistics. It’s as if the spark that once made us a team has dimmed, leaving behind a cold, functional dynamic that feels more like a routine than a relationship.

I can’t recall the last time he acknowledged my efforts, whether it was something small like tidying up the house or making his favorite meal, or something bigger, like trying to plan a weekend getaway for us to reconnect. Every time I make an effort to do something special, I am met with indifference or even silence. I used to love seeing his face light up when I did something thoughtful, but now, it seems like my gestures are going unnoticed. It’s like I’m invisible to him, a shadow in the background of his life.

It leaves me feeling neglected and unimportant in his eyes. There was a time when we celebrated each other’s successes, shared our dreams, and supported one another through tough times. But now, I can’t help but wonder if he still sees me as the woman he fell in love with or if I’ve become just another person who shares the space in his life without meaning. The emotional distance is harder to bear than the physical one, and I find myself questioning where we went wrong and whether we can ever find our way back to the connection we once had.

I’ve tried to reach out, to open up about how I’m feeling, but each time, it feels like I’m speaking to a wall. His responses are short, his attention fleeting, and I can’t help but wonder if he’s lost interest in our marriage altogether. It hurts more than I care to admit, and as time goes on, I’m left grappling with the feeling that maybe we’ve already lost each other, even if we haven’t fully admitted it yet.