I’ve been married to David for 12 years. From the outside, we look like the perfect couple—he’s successful, charming, and a great dad. But behind closed doors, I feel invisible. In the beginning, I brushed off the times he dismissed my feelings or forgot to ask about my day. I told myself that’s just how marriage is.
But over time, the distance grew. I stopped feeling seen or valued. Then, out of nowhere, an old friend from college messaged me. At first, it was innocent—just catching up. But soon, his attention became something I craved. He asked how I was doing, what I dreamed of—things David hadn’t asked in years. I didn’t act on it, but my mind kept wandering. For the first time in forever, I imagined what life might look like if I chose differently.
