Lately, my husband seems uninterested in me, and I’m struggling with feelings of inadequacy. The warmth that once filled our home has been replaced by an unsettling silence. He barely looks at me the way he used to, and our conversations have become nothing more than routine exchanges about bills, schedules, or what’s for dinner.

I’ve tried to reach out, to rekindle the connection we once had. I dress up for him, hoping he’ll notice. I ask him about his day, longing for a real conversation. But his responses are short, distracted—like his mind is elsewhere. At night, we sleep side by side, but I feel miles apart from him. The loneliness is suffocating.

I can’t help but wonder if I’ve done something wrong. Have I changed? Am I no longer the woman he once loved? These thoughts keep me awake, replaying every moment, searching for answers that never come.

I don’t know how to handle this. Part of me wants to confront him, demand to know what’s going on. Another part of me is terrified of what I might hear. What if I’m not enough for him anymore? What if he’s already moved on in his heart, even if he’s still here physically?

I never imagined marriage would feel so lonely. I just want to be seen, to be wanted, to know that I still matter to the man I vowed to spend my life with. But right now, I feel invisible.