I couldn't live without those who love me, my family, etc, adoring me . . . people say they care what others think of them, but I actually and honestly don't, as long as their perception is accurate I generally don't care what others think of me (like, I don't want someone to think me a racist or something untrue, but if they dislike something about me that is actually something about me, I can easily deal with that). I don't need everyone to like me, at all - but, the flip-side of that seems to be, I need those I do care about and love to flat-out adore me. If I think someone I care for and love is not thrilled that I am in their life, if I think they merely tolerate and are patient with me and do not seek to be near me, if they don't adore me, then I feel I'm not offering them the best of me, the 'me' that they could be delighted with. I cannot live without the love of those I love.