I have tried to forget that day my husband humiliated me, but I am unable.
It plays over and over in my head, no matter how much I want it to stop. We were lying in bed. I had tried to get close to him. Just a simple touch and a soft kiss. I was hoping to reconnect. To feel wanted. And without even looking at me, he said it.
You are kind of boring in bed.
He said it like he was talking about the weather. No emotion. No warning. Just those words.
I felt like the floor had opened under me and I was falling fast. I turned over and said nothing. My body went cold and I wanted to disappear. I cried silently that night while he slept. I have tried to forget that day, but I cannot. Because that was the night something inside me broke.
I started to question everything about myself.
After that night, I stopped feeling like a woman. I started feeling more like a ghost in my own home. I looked in the mirror and did not see anything special. My skin felt dull. My body felt wrong. I walked around the house avoiding his eyes and barely speaking unless I had to.
We had been married for almost eight years. The first few years were full of passion. I used to catch him staring at me. He would kiss me out of nowhere. We could not keep our hands off each other. Now he barely touched me. He came home. Ate dinner. Watched something on his phone. Went to bed. Silence.
I tried little things at first. I bought a new nightgown. I changed my hair. I even left a little note in his lunch one day, like I used to. But nothing changed. He barely noticed. Or if he did, he said nothing.
I started thinking maybe I had lost all the things that made me lovable.
I kept everything to myself.
I could not tell my sister. She always thought we had the perfect marriage. I could not tell my friends. They would tell me to just leave or talk to him, but I did not want to feel judged. And I definitely could not tell my mother. She would say I was overthinking.
So I carried it alone.
Sometimes I would sit in the shower and cry, just letting the water hide the sound. Sometimes I would look at him while he slept and wonder if he even remembered the girl he married.
And sometimes I thought maybe this was just how life turns out.
Then I found something that gave me a little hope.
One night, I was scrolling through my phone alone in the kitchen. It was past midnight. I typed something like how to make your husband desire you again. I was not really expecting anything useful. Just distractions.
But I found a story. A woman said she had gone through something similar. Her husband had lost interest. She had tried everything too. Then she did something I never imagined I would even consider.
She tried a love spell.
I almost laughed when I read that part. I was not someone who believed in spells or magic. But her story sounded so much like mine that I kept reading.
She said the spell was not dark or strange. It was about setting intention, speaking words of love, and calling that energy back into her life. She said it helped her feel like herself again. And soon after, things started shifting in her relationship.
I took a screenshot of the steps. Then I sat with it for two more days before doing anything.
What I learned about love spells.
I used to think a love spell meant forcing someone to feel something. But this was different. It was more like a prayer mixed with focus. It asked me to write down what I missed. What I wanted back. I had to speak certain words each night and place a small note under my pillow.
I was nervous the first night. I felt silly. But I closed my eyes and did it anyway. I pictured him touching me again with love. I imagined him laughing with me. I let myself feel what I used to feel in the beginning.
The first night, I slept better than I had in weeks.
By the third night, something small happened. He brushed his hand against my back as he walked past me in the kitchen. It was brief, but it felt warm.
By the fifth night, he texted me from work saying he missed my cooking. That might sound small, but I stared at that message for five minutes just smiling.
By the seventh night, I felt different inside. I was softer. Lighter. I stopped chasing his attention. I just moved differently. And I noticed he started watching me again. His eyes followed me like they used to.
The night he said the words I never thought I would hear again.
About two weeks after I started the spell, we were lying in bed again. This time, he reached for me. Slowly. Gently.
He kissed me without saying anything. And after a few minutes, he pulled back and looked at me. I will never forget his words.
You drive me crazy. I do not know what is happening, but I cannot stop thinking about you lately.
I smiled, but inside I wanted to cry again. This time, not from pain. But from feeling seen again. From feeling like a woman. Like someone who mattered.
That night we made love slowly, like it used to be. No pressure. No awkwardness. Just connection.
And the next morning, he kissed my neck before leaving for work. Something he had not done in over a year.
What changed was not just him.
Yes, the spell helped. But what really changed was me. I started feeling love inside me again. I stopped begging for crumbs and started believing I deserved the whole feast. I started carrying myself with softness and strength.
The energy shifted. And he felt it too.
I still do the little ritual sometimes. Not because I am scared of losing him again, but because it reminds me of my own power. It helps me stay connected to the version of me that is open to love and warmth.
If you feel invisible in your own home.
I want you to know you are not alone. I know how it feels to be touched less and noticed less. To wonder if you have become boring or plain.
You have not.
Sometimes love just gets covered in silence and distance. And sometimes it needs a little help finding its way back.
The spell helped me clear that space. It helped me invite him in again. And it helped me remember that I am still a woman who can be adored and desired.
Now, when he looks at me, I see fire in his eyes again. And when he touches me, it is with hunger, not habit.
He once said I was boring in bed. Now he tells me I drive him crazy every single night.
And I believe him.
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