I see you, sitting there – shaking your head in dispute, most likely frowning
You’re conditioned to believe in the toxic positivity traits you’ve been taught.
"You shouldn't rely on anyone else to bring happiness into your life"; "you should only depend on yourself for happiness", blah- blah – blah

Let’s dissect my earlier statement

As much as we’ve been programmed to believe that happiness is an inside job and we shouldn’t seek it externally – I’d like you to just hear me out

^{STORY TIME – YAYYY!!}

Imagine this: You’ve worked on a project for a lengthy duration, what seemed like an eternity. You’ve dedicated your life to excelling in this said project. Let’s take it a step further and personalize this chronical even more.
You’re an employee at this great company, you absolutely love what you do and you always dominate what’s been set out in your job specifications. You're an overachiever *Author giggles*
You’re given a project to complete, after copious amounts of man/woman/genderfluid-hours, you finish it.
The company is soooo pleased with you, you’re given a promotion!!!!!!

WAHHOOOOO!!!!

This calls for celebration, right?

You wouldn’t necessarily celebrate in solitude, would you?

So you go home, by yourself, pop a bottle of champagne all by your lonesome – self. Nobody there to shriek in fear (there’s always that one who is petrified of the popping sound of a cork exiting a carbonated drink-filled bottle)
Back to what I was saying –
Woopty-Doo – you have a companionless sippy-sippy and that’s that!

ORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR…

You go home and present your family/house-mates with the delightful news.
This time you’re pouring a crisp, bubbly solvent into multiple long-stemmed glasses.
There’s a room filled to capacity with siblings; school friends from yesteryear; your folks; colleagues who’ve become your besties; your French Poodle and Goldi your pet fish – who just happens to be swimming to and fro in the artificial reef that you’ve set up in your living room area.
You lift your glass and lock eyes with gleaming faces – everyone cheerful and elated to be part of this moment.
You thank everyone for their patience as you were unable to attend events because you were so super consumed in your project.
After you deliver a mini speech, you’re applauded, hugged and endeared. The nearly deafening sound of clinking champagne glasses passes through the entire room.

How breathtaking was that scene?

In that moment, you realize that…

You are someone!
You are a sibling;
You are an offspring;
You are a master (to your dog and fish, that is)
You’re someone’s bestie
You’re someone’s confidant

You’re all those things because SOMEONE thinks that you’re someone

So, yes indeed –

We’re all no one ’til someone thinks that we’re someone