Lately, my husband barely notices me, and it’s making me question my worth in this marriage. I used to feel cherished, like I was an important part of his world. But now, I feel like I could disappear, and he wouldn’t even notice.

Mornings used to be filled with small, affectionate moments—a quick kiss before he left for work, a smile exchanged over coffee. Now, he barely acknowledges me. He rushes through breakfast, scrolling through his phone, distracted, detached. I try to start conversations, to bring back the warmth we once had, but his responses are short, almost dismissive.

Even in the evenings, when we’re in the same room, we feel miles apart. He sits on the couch, watching TV, lost in his own world, while I sit next to him, aching for even a glance, a touch, a sign that I still matter. I wonder if I did something wrong. Did I change? Did he?

At night, I lie awake next to him, staring at the ceiling, longing for him to reach for me. But he doesn’t. I don’t know if he even realizes how much his indifference is hurting me. The silence between us grows heavier each day, and I don’t know how to break it.

I just want to feel loved again. I want to feel seen. But right now, all I feel is invisible.