I am important.
Yes. I am central to my mother, my father, my children. I matter. Who thinks they don't matter? Who is so insecure that they need to be told this? Does it help to hear hollow words from an anonymous mouthpiece? I'm glad I'm important to everyone in my life.
I am valuable.
Well, if I'm important I am obviously valuable. They need me more than I need them. That's how you create value, isn't it? I am in demand.
I am better.
Better than what?
I wonder what I am supposed to be feeling.