I so agree with the comments in the last of the previous thread . . . what do you care about and what is my purpose? There are days I feel lost about those things, but I know that the lost feeling will pass. I know now to call someone I love (I usually start with my mom) and just listen and laugh with her. Getting numb when those times hit is not an option.
One thing my husband would say to me on days he knew I was in a funk was "I need you to take care of my wife today. Okay?" He knew when I was in early recovery that I couldn't always do that for myself, but I could do that for him. Now I know that I matter.