I feel invisible in my marriage—like a shadow that moves through the house unnoticed. My husband doesn’t seem to see me anymore, and I can’t help but wonder if I’m not enough for him. It’s a painful thought, one I try to push away, but it lingers in the quiet moments when I realize how distant we’ve become.

I remember when his eyes used to light up when he saw me. Now, they barely flicker in my direction. Conversations are mechanical—about errands, bills, or things that need fixing around the house. He used to ask about my day, about how I was feeling, about my dreams. Now, there’s silence. Sometimes I test it, staying quiet to see if he’ll notice, but he doesn’t. It’s as if my presence has become expected but not appreciated.

I try harder—dressing up, making his favorite meals, initiating conversations—but nothing seems to bring him back to me. I tell myself it’s just a phase, that all marriages go through ups and downs. But deep down, I fear it’s more than that. Maybe he’s grown tired of me. Maybe I’ve stopped being the woman he once loved.

I find myself staring at the ceiling at night, wondering what went wrong. Is it me? Is it him? Or have we simply drifted too far apart to find our way back? The worst part isn’t just feeling invisible—it’s fearing that I may never be seen by him again.