I have filled many roles over my lifetime but like izzywizzy I am now defined by one word = carer. Although DH and I have been quizzed about his background and interests, (so that they can be encouraged and maintained) no one has shown the slightest interest in who and what I am. When I mentioned that our DD1 had been ill and I had been trying to help her with childcare, etc. I got two responses 1) that I must ensure that DH was shielded from any anxiety about his DD and 2) that I must not overstretch myself, already had a full time job caring for DH.
The advice given is to spend my down time - 1 day a week when DH has 5 hours of 'day care' - attending carers' groups for support and pampering myself with a hairdo or manicure. I spend this precious time doing all the jobs I cannot do with DH in tow - optician's/doctors/lawyers appointments, shopping, etc.
I really have no idea who I am anymore. I know what I am not - no longer a worker in a responsible job, a volunteer, a political activist, no longer a regular Grandchild minder nor much of a mother to my DDs, losing touch with my friends and neighbours by refusing every invitation. I remain a good cook and organic fruit and veg grower - that's about all of ME that is left.
Sorry - been a bad day today 