It all starts innocently.

The sweet adrenaline of new romance.

The headiness of all-consuming love.

And, before you know it, the 'we' delicately puts 'I' to rest and 'our' replaces 'my': Our favourite song; the cards we send out for Diwali; our favourite restaurant.

You realise you are now an inseparable part of a morphed identity.

Is your relationship flourishing at the cost of your individual persona?

Is the need to belong and identify with your soulmate fulfilled at your cost?

Where are 'you'?