When does it end?
When do the bonds of love, friendship, and community cease to have value next to the need for self-preservation?
I've heard all about the need for establishing clear boundaries in interactions with friends, lovers, and business associates alike, but let's face it: I like to feel needed. I like to help people, and I like to see them happy. I hate the thought of letting someone else down. And therein lies my downfall.
I've come to a point where I have committed to so much on behalf of other people, that suddenly I've realized I have no commitment to myself anymore. No time to pursue my own goals, no sense of identity beyond what I do for others. And the stark realization that pulling back from any of those commitments has the potential to pull the whole house of cards down. This is where it gets ugly.
I don't even know where to begin, which thread to pull out of this tangled mess. I just know I've got to begin soon. And I dread the thought.