Confession – lately I have been feeling a really deep need to feel, well, needed. Included. Wanted.

Not accepted – it’s different than that. I want to feel like people want me in their company. Like people want to spend time with me.

And it’s not that anybody is making me feel the opposite of this! I have just felt so needy!

I’m not one to have a low self esteem. And I am not one to be very social. But something about right now is just making me feel that way.

I see blogs posts of people attending wonderful holiday parties with their close friends, and I sometimes I think “I wish I had a wonderful holiday party to attend with close friends.”

Maybe it’s the multitude – maybe it’s that I wish I had a group of “close friends”? Maybe it’s that I wish I belonged to a “group,” period? Why do I feel this way? I’ve never been one to fit in with a group. And I am not sure if I do well with group dynamics. Or with people dynamics.

I say all this, yet I have friends I make plans with… and know that if I had a full social calendar right now, I would be stressed out about THAT.

I just hate the feeling of being unsure. Unsure if I am a good friend, or an annoying friend. Unsure if I am fun to be around, or a downer. And I have to admit, I have been a downer. I haven’t been the happiest camper these last few months. And that may be what is making me feel this way.

Maybe this spam comment I got was good advice:

Thanks Kenguru! I think the first part of your comment is good advice (the rest doesn’t make sense).

Have you ever felt needy in the way I am describing?

I wonder if this is just a holiday-related feeling. Maybe I am just feeling a need to be around lots of people because it’s the holiday season. That is kind of what I am used to – spending Christmas day with family going from one celebration to the next, seeing so many people you have to talk over one another, laughing so hard you cry (or pee your pants), eating too much, making new inside jokes, goofing around, feeling exhausted at the end of the day, yet making plans for the next because you had so much fun…

I miss the grass. And daylight.

That came out of no where, I know. Just saying.

Who else thinks going back to therapy might be a good idea for me? Thanks for reading my crazy babble!