For me, and these kinds of feelings came up inside and outside of therapy, I found that working to feel like I mattered and feel how other people cared for me was what I needed to do. For me it was hard to accept others' caring and love. Hard to see it, hard to feel it. Like finding the hidden objects in those coloring pages or unscrambling the words. It was there all the time. And it was really about me feeling okay with myself, not what other people did or didn't do.