My husband started sleeping in the guest room and won’t tell me why. I think I’m going crazy.

We’ve been married for 11 years. No huge fights, no cheating (that I know of), just… regular life stuff. About 2 months ago, he started sleeping in the guest room "because he was snoring too loudly." I thought it was considerate at first.

But then it became every night. I asked if something was wrong. He said, “You’re overthinking again. It’s just more comfortable.”

But the bed in the guest room is tiny. He hates it. I know that. And now, he doesn’t really touch me. Barely kisses me goodbye. Doesn’t ask about my day. It’s like I’m living with a ghost version of him.

I’ve asked three times if we’re okay. He keeps saying yes. But my gut is screaming no.

I’ve checked everything I can without violating his privacy, bank stuff, social media, everything seems normal. But I still feel like I’m being shut out of my own life. Like I’m slowly becoming single without the decency of a conversation.

I can’t sleep. I cry in the shower so he won’t hear. I hate that I’m even writing this because I feel pathetic. But I need someone to tell me I’m not crazy.

I don’t want to lose him. But I also don’t want to beg someone to love me.