Does anyone else feel like the plastic bag floating through the wind in Katy Perry's "Firework" song?

I feel like I'm nothing. Before anyone starts worrying about me, I promise I'm like fine about myself. I just feel like no one appreciates me or loves me and it just sucks. I'm at that point in my marriage where we're like roommates. I love my husband. I know he loves me. He is such an amazing and present dad for our kids and I love him for it so much. He is not a bad husband, but I feel like he's not present for me the way he is for our kids. And it just hurts. I've tried talking to him about it and he's always apologetic about it and says he'll try harder and he does for like 2 days and then it just goes right back to the way it was. I always just feel so taken for granted by my whole family. I do so much for everyone and try to make everyone happy and none of them appreciate it at all. I can't remember the last time I was actually celebrated on mother's day or even my birthday. But then I go all out for everyone else. I feel so un-seen and so unloved. But if I don't do the dishes or laundry or vacuum the house, then the notice me? Idk where I'm going with this. I just feel like the plastic bag in the wind and it hurts and it sucks and I'm tired of living like this 😢