I feel invisible in my marriage—my husband barely notices me anymore, and it’s making me question my own worth. I wake up beside him every morning, yet it feels like we are miles apart. Once, there was laughter, stolen kisses, and lingering touches. Now, there is only silence, a gap between us that grows wider with each passing day.

I try to spark conversations, hoping to reignite even a flicker of what we once had, but his responses are brief, absent-minded. When he looks at me, it’s as if he’s looking through me, his eyes scanning past me rather than seeing me. I wonder when I became just another fixture in his life—something familiar but no longer cherished.

I’ve started questioning myself in ways I never have before. Am I not beautiful enough? Not interesting enough? Have I lost the spark that once drew him to me? I catch myself staring in the mirror, searching for the woman he used to adore, the one who once felt desired and valued. But now, all I see is someone trying too hard to be noticed.

Nights are the worst. I lie next to him, craving his warmth, his touch, his attention. But he turns away, lost in his own world. I feel like a ghost in my own home, present but unseen, longing for a love that once felt effortless but now seems like a distant memory. I don’t know how much longer I can keep pretending that I’m okay.