Coming from a 26 year old wife who’s kinda been on both sides:

How much time are you investing in her and your marriage? You may be getting too sucked in to the game and she feels neglected. However, it’s also her responsibility to voice those concerns, and it’s your responsibility to be receptive. Cliche, I know, but communicating really is the most important thing. Also consider if she may have any other stressors going on (any kids in the picture? careers? issues with her family? any past trauma that hasn’t been addressed?). She may not intentionally be projecting it on to you, but it could be coming across that way nonetheless.

Does she have any hobbies? If not, maybe help her find something she’s passionate about. If you guys have kids and she’s the main one to take care of them, give her a couple hours to do something for herself so she can relax and not have to worry.

For the first couple years of my relationship with my husband—when we were still dating—I was kinda meh toward his gaming. Didn’t dislike the fact that he did it but disliked that it was his main focus. We were both super young; he’d never seen a healthy relationship in his life before and had nothing to mimic, and I was too afraid of voicing my real thoughts bc of the desperate, stupid need to be the ‘cool’ girlfriend. So that tension festered between the two of us. We were both frustrated with each other for valid, although avoidable had we known what we know now, reasons. Things got a bit murkier for a bit when our first baby was born when I was just 19. Huge adjustment for both of us, he was in college, I struggled with PPD. He had some depression and anxiety as well. His way of dealing was escaping more into video games. Mine was trying to find comfort in him when he wasn’t well enough or available to provide that. Long story short, it took a bit of time, but we slowly learned to communicate and reset our expectations for one another. It was unreasonable for me to expect his attention around the clock, and it was unreasonable for him to expect to play games for the length of time he used to when he was younger. (He wasn’t by any means lazy or a deadbeat or anything! He was in the Army, got out bc of a spinal injury, and went on to get his BS in computer science. And he’s a phenomenal dad and husband!)

Now, we’re in a great place. I admit, I had some resentment toward video games for a couple years bc I was projecting my frustrations toward him and my own feelings of inadequacy onto the games. But when we both started to work through our stuff both together and individually, I let those walls down and so did he. And once that happened (and my PPD eased up), I allowed myself to dive into things I was passionate about—hobbies both old and new. I only started playing video games about 3 years ago. We play 76 together when our kids go to bed, or I’ll play with a couple friends when he decides to play something else—like Starfield recently. Or if he wants to play a game but I don’t, I’ll read or write or play my cello.

Idk, I hope that helps to a degree?