I need some help. Not professional, just help.
I think more than anything I just want to feel like I'm wanted. That's what I crave, what I lack, what I need. I need to be needed, in order to keep on being. I need to be needed to make others happy. To make others cheerful. To fix others mistakes. I'm feel like a caretaker in that regard. The need to be somewhere. The need to be there for someone. The need to do something or have something or receive something or give something or make something or break something to heal something or to mend something. The need for being wanted to do, to be around, and to love. That's what I need. Not a therapist, a therapist can't make me feel wanted. Unless they want me to sit through a therapy session in which I am the therapist.
I have the need to feel loved. To feel appreciated. To feel loved.