I’m married, but my husband seems so distant lately. No matter what I do, he barely notices me anymore, and I can’t shake the feeling that I’m just not enough for him.

It wasn’t always like this. I remember when we used to laugh together, talk for hours, and steal kisses in the kitchen when no one was looking. His touch was warm, his gaze full of love. Now, it’s as if I’ve become invisible. He walks past me without a glance, his words are short and mechanical, and his mind seems occupied by something—or someone—else.

I’ve tried everything to bring back the spark. I changed my hair, wore the dresses he used to love, planned surprise dates, but he always has an excuse—too tired, too busy, too stressed. At night, I lie next to him, feeling miles apart, wondering what went wrong. Did I change? Did he? Or was this always coming, and I just refused to see it?

Doubt creeps in like a shadow, whispering cruel thoughts: Maybe I’m not exciting enough. Maybe I’ve become a routine, a habit he no longer finds joy in. Maybe he’s found someone else—someone who makes him feel alive the way I used to.

I don’t know how to fix this. I don’t even know if he wants me to. But the silence between us is growing, and I’m terrified that one day, it will swallow me whole.