I never imagined that being married could feel this lonely. I share a home with my husband, yet I feel like a ghost—unseen, unheard, unnoticed. It’s as if I’ve faded into the background of his life, just another detail in a routine he no longer pays attention to.

There was a time when he made me feel cherished. He used to greet me with a warm smile, hold my hand absentmindedly while we watched TV, pull me close just because he wanted to. Now, the space between us is deafening. He walks past me without a second glance, his words are mechanical, and his affection has vanished. I try to engage him, to bring back the connection we once had, but it’s like talking to a stranger who barely remembers who I am.

I don’t know when things changed—if it was a slow drift over time or if there was a moment when he decided I wasn’t worth the effort anymore. I don’t know if I should fight harder to make him see me again or if I should accept that whatever we had is slipping away.

But the hardest part isn’t just the loneliness—it’s the doubt creeping into my mind. Am I not enough? Did I do something wrong? Or has he simply stopped caring? The thought of staying in a marriage where I feel invisible is heartbreaking, but so is the idea of walking away from the man I once loved so deeply. I just don’t know what to do.