I feel neglected by my husband these days, and it’s difficult not to think that I’m no longer what he wants. There’s a growing distance between us, one I can’t seem to close no matter how hard I try. It’s in the way he looks past me instead of at me, the way his words feel obligatory rather than heartfelt, and the way his presence feels like absence.

I’ve noticed the little things disappearing—the stolen glances, the playful touches, the spontaneous moments that used to make me feel cherished. Now, our interactions feel transactional, reduced to logistical conversations about bills, schedules, or what’s for dinner. The warmth we once shared seems to have faded, replaced by a cold, uncomfortable silence.

I catch myself overanalyzing every detail, wondering if I’ve done something wrong or if I’ve become less desirable to him. Am I not as interesting, as attractive, or as engaging as I once was? The thought weighs on me, gnawing at my confidence and making me question who I am.

I’ve tried to talk to him about how I feel, but it’s as if my words don’t reach him. He assures me everything is fine, but his actions say otherwise. It’s hard to ignore the emotional void that’s grown between us, and even harder not to feel like I’ve somehow failed.

More than anything, I just want to feel wanted again—to know that I still hold a place in his heart and that the love we built is still alive. But right now, I feel like I’m drifting further away from the man I thought would always see me.