I don’t feel desired in my marriage anymore. My husband’s lack of attention is making me wonder if I even matter to him. There was a time when his touch was filled with longing, when his eyes held admiration, when his presence alone reassured me of my place in his heart. But now, there’s only distance—an unspoken gap that grows wider with each passing day.

I can’t remember the last time he reached for me, the last time he looked at me like he truly saw me. We still share a bed, yet it feels like a cold, empty space. I wait for him to notice me, to pull me close, to remind me that I am still the woman he once couldn’t get enough of—but he doesn’t. I wonder if he even realizes how much I ache for that connection, how much I miss the way things used to be.

I try to tell myself that relationships go through phases, that life gets busy, that passion fades over time. But deep down, I don’t believe love should feel like this. I don’t believe I should have to question whether I am still wanted.

I never thought I would feel so alone in a marriage. I never imagined the man who once made me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world would one day make me feel invisible. And yet, here I am, longing to be seen, to be desired—to matter to him again.