The lack of attention from my husband is weighing on me. I don’t know if it’s me or something else, but I’m starting to feel unimportant.

At first, I told myself it was just a phase—something temporary. People get busy, life gets stressful, and sometimes, love takes a backseat to responsibilities. But as the days turned into weeks and the weeks into months, I started to realize that this wasn’t just a passing moment. It was becoming our new normal.

I can’t remember the last time he truly looked at me, really saw me. He used to notice the small things—a new dress, the way I styled my hair, even the perfume I wore. Now, I could walk past him in something beautiful, and he wouldn’t even lift his head from his phone. I could spend hours making his favorite dinner, only to hear a distracted “thanks” before he disappears into another room.

I miss feeling special. I miss feeling like I matter to him. I try not to let it consume me, but at night, when I’m lying beside him and he doesn’t even reach for me, I feel like I’m disappearing. I wonder if I’ve changed, if I’ve become less—less interesting, less attractive, less deserving of love.

The silence between us is deafening, and I don’t know how to break it. I just want to feel wanted again.