So another post got me thinking about this...it's something that I struggle with a lot, particularly when I'm depressed. Even when I'm not as deep in the hole as I am right now, though, I still think about this and believe to be generally true:

Do we matter as individuals?

I have a husband and 2 children. I hear them tell me they love me, and my husband tells me he needs me, but I just don't understand that. There are a lot of people whom I love in life, but I don't think there's anyone that I need...and I don't really believe anyone NEEDS me. And I think anyone who has dealt with loss might understand this. If I weren't around anymore, they would survive, right? Life would go on, as it has for millennia, with or without me. Is there really any significance to a single life? (Notwithstanding those who have truly made an impact on the world for generations and/or centuries of people to come...let's face it, most of us aren't included in that list.)

Feeling truly insignificant today - like I'm more of a burden than it's worth to those around me. How do others hold a belief system about individual lives different than what I've described?