It isn’t that I don’t have friends, because I do, but I know I’m not really that important.
It tends to show itself in small ways, like if I’m running late they’ll walk on and I catch up, but if someone else is running late, they’ll wait for her. If I can’t make a meal out it’s a shame and never mind. If someone else can’t, it’s rearranged.
Anyone else? I’m not totally sure why … am nice enough (I think!)