Lately, my husband has been distant, and it’s making me feel like I don’t matter to him. At first, I thought it was just stress from work or something temporary, but the days turned into weeks, and now it feels like we’re living separate lives under the same roof. Conversations have become short and transactional, like two roommates discussing bills and schedules rather than a married couple sharing a life.

I find myself watching him, hoping for a glance, a smile, or any sign that he still sees me the way he used to. But his eyes rarely meet mine anymore, and when they do, they seem indifferent. I try to reach out—asking how his day was, suggesting we do something together—but his responses are either distracted or uninterested. It’s as if I’ve become part of the background, like the furniture or the soft hum of the TV he barely pays attention to.

I lie awake at night, wondering what changed. Did I do something wrong? Am I no longer attractive to him? Is there someone else? The uncertainty is suffocating. I miss the way he used to hold me, the way he used to look at me with warmth. Now, I feel like a ghost in my own marriage, unseen and unheard.

I don’t know what to do anymore. Do I fight for his attention? Do I ask the hard questions I’m afraid to hear the answers to? Or do I slowly start accepting that I might already be lost to him?