Granted, to each their own, but I disagree, to some degree. I'm learning that it's important to love yourself, and to love what you make of your life. If you don't love your life, change it until you love it more each change. I'm also not religeouse, and have been informed that I really don't fit with my family, by my family. I'm actually looking forward to seeing my life without them as such a heavy part. When I ditched religeon, things got better, and I became less depressed. Sad that things were not what I made of them, but also happy that I was free to grow. It looks like it will be the same where my family is concerned. I met a lot of good loveable people through my persuit of art, and several of those people have already shown how much they love me for me. I don't think it's fair to gage worth in love, or worth in action, or worth in others (whom/what ever they may be), as we are already worthy/worthwhile just by being. I think it is up to each of us to find ourselves worthy of ourselves, and that is all.
The part about the beach was interesting to me, because it's not exactly how I think about things. (Natrually. We're not the same person.) I spent large swatches of my child and teenhood on Eastham at the Cape. My grandparents lived there (they've now passed away.) I never felt the need to size myself up to the other people there, as I was just a lanky nerdy kid with long hair. I also very rarely went with other people, maybe my brother. But more often than not, I'd go, plonk myself down in the sand or at the top of the dune cliff, and just look. Observe. Meditate. I enjoy and absorb spaces that resonate with me, and they form very strong memories in my mind. That beach that was next to my grandparents was a big one. I watched so many sunsets, the stars, sunrises, tides come in, out, and the gradual decay and submergence of the old abandoned battleship on the horizon. This has largely shaped me to be a very .... patient (if that's the right word) person.
For example, in the city, people seem to be pressed for time at all times, whether it be waiting in line at the market or waiting for the subway. The other night the Red Line broke down and I was stranded in the middle of downtown Boston at 10:30 PM. People were about ready to riot on the surface because the shuttle bus service was so unorganized and slow. You'd swear the Titanic was sinking and we were on it. Still, while everyone lost their temper and fought, I took it as an opportunity to step back and simply enjoy the scenery at this time of night away from the crowd and noise. The service delay didn't bother me, I saw it simply as an excuse to do more observing and thinking to myself. I still got home, sure a little later than the rest of the folk, but I had no stress, no frustration with anyone or anything. I simply deny myself a sense of "earned entitlement" (to get on the shuttle buses first, for example,) and I'm a calm, happy camper, for all I know it'll help me live longer hahaha.
I have no idea where I'm doing with this. Or if it's on target with your post. Just wanted to share that tidbit about how I approach life.