I go to Lemmy to escape the depression and the depression has followed me here, marvelous

My version - I need to constantly remind those around me that I am helpful and provide services or they’ll forget I exist.

No joke, that’s what my life has taught me. People don’t hate me, but if I stop gently reminding them I exist, then they’ll forget me. It’s happened many, many times. I’ve come to accept that I’m not inherently likable.

The best advise I heard is you don’t have to prove anything to anyone. Do whatever you want to do which you enjoy, as long as you’re not hurting anyone in the process. Do something because you enjoy doing it and you’re not expecting validation.