Somedays are good, others are more challenging. It would be very easy to lose myself. I truly have to make an effort to keep ties to things that make me who I am as an individual. I have to consciously make time for myself, and I am thankful to have a husband that understands and encourages me to do so. It's somewhat sad, but I have a schedule for myself that has things like "gym, 20 minute shower, computer time, craft time, Hubs time, 30 minutes of 'you can't ask me for/to do anything' " built it. The craziness of the schedule keeps me from going crazy.
There have been a few days where I just go all day and give and give and give and give and never take a single moment for myself and by the end I feel like nothing, nobody. I learned not to do that anymore, it's just not worth it for anyone. If it means that Hubs eats tater tots for dinner because I needed to watch a rerun of Who's the Boss and zone out, that's what it means. And he'd probably tell me they were the most delicious tots in the world.
I guess I'm writing this because I see friends losing themselves and it makes me look at my life and feel really lucky. It also makes me sad because they are slowly drifting away.