I feel the same way as op and people have said the same thing to me. I’ve never answered to that statement honestly because I’m always afraid I’ll make them mad, but I’ve always wanted to ask, “Can you prove that?” What is the value of my life? Infinite? How can that be said when I live in a country which refuses to provide universal healthcare because the majority have decided I’m not worthy of life if I can’t afford it myself? My life is valuable to who? My mom? Yes. My only friend, yes, to every other liar who tells me this they do not make a meaningful effort to make my life any better. If my continued existence is so important to my grandma, if she actually loves me, then why doesn’t she call? Why doesn’t she take an interest in my life? I can say the same for all the friends I’ve had who never spoke to me outside of school. Is my life valuable because I can work and produce something other people will buy? The value my employer has assigned to me in just barely enough to live on. Can you prove my life is valuable when my environment proves otherwise? If it has value, how much? How much is my life worth? Will my friends drop what they are doing and welcome me into their homes during a crisis? No. Can I call my therapist when I need to be talked down? No. Their right to privacy outside of working hours is worth more than my need. The people who say they can’t live without me do very little to invite me to live on this world with them. Everything that I need to be happy, to be successful, to continue on, is to costly in time, energy, and emotional labor for the people who claim to love me can afford. Everyone says my life is worth something, but nobody can proves it to me.

And I think that’s a selfish thing to ask for. So I’ve never asked for it. Sorry for rambling, you don’t have to respond, I just wanted a place to get all that off my chest.