Maybe we place too much of our self-worth in other people. What I mean by this is that maybe, when that special friend or special friends/relative/etc doesn't call us every fifteen minutes, when they forget something we told them in passing last week, when they're not there for us every fifteen minutes and when their lives don't revolve around us completely -- the depression tricks us into thinking it's because they really don't care about us at all. Rationally, we know that's not the case -- we know people have lives and things to do and other people they also need to see, but the depression messes that up so that no matter how rational we try to be, we are left wanting nothing but to be told by that person how much we matter, and we ourselves will not feel that we matter until they tell us so.

That is dangerous. I don't mean it in a "I don't need anybody else because I should be comfortable enough with myself to be perfectly independent" sort of way. I just think that in order to have healthy, lasting relationships of any kind, we need to be more aware of ourselves. We need to forgive ourselves, sometimes, and we need to find a way to be alone without hating ourselves for it. Because we can't always be with the people we love -- sometimes, no matter how hard we try, we are going to have to be in our own company, and it's easier if you learn to get along with or be comfortable with yourself than constantly fight and rely on someone else to take you away.