Actually, I wasn’t thinking about myself when I asked this question (which shows how far I’ve come). I was thinking about a companion question to the importance question.
Of course, there have been times when I’ve felt like chopped liver, or tripe, or a potted plant, but mostly, I think, those have been self-inflicted. Depression, I have learned, does that to you. When I was on Askville, I would periodically change my name and avatar, wondering if anyone would notice. It never seemed like anyone did, so I felt like I didn’t matter. That was pretty childish, but I was in a very needy place, looking for reasons not to disappear, everywhere.
I did that once here, but that was different. Not because I felt like chopped liver, but because I was really angry at the moderators and one decision they’d made concerning me. It was an overreaction, and probably also greased by a flare-up of depression, although, I was really angry. People did notice that time, but it didn’t really help my cause. I’m not sure anyone ever really understood why I reacted so strongly.