At the risk of sounding cheesy as hell....there's this story i read a long time ago as a child and it really stuck to my ribs. It was in some Christmas compilation but it was sad as shit, but anyway this tree is in a forest, and it's unhappy because theyre smaller and further than the other trees and the squirrels make keep em awake. It's cut down from there and made into a Christmas tree all done up pretty, but the candles burn and too many people gather around and lil tree spends their time reminiscing about the time spent in the forest. You can see where this is going, it ends up as firewood, and as it burns it recalls everything it had experienced, sorry that it was over. I think what struck me most was how the lil tree never learned anything, even at the very end.
Besides the very saccharine lesson to focus on the present rather than dwell on what you may have lost to time, lil' tree also never thought they were worth anything. The prettiest tree in the forest, a beautiful centerpiece, a home and storyteller to mice, a source of warmth and light. Because it only saw itself, it never understood that others saw it differently even as they showed it in their actions.
So like i use this as a lesson I'm still trying to learn, not one i deserve to teach. But you don't have to prove yourself to the people that already want you around (im assuming this is about personal relationships not like work stuff). Just because you think you're uninteresting doesn't mean they do, feel me? I for one seriously doubt you have an anecdote about an interest that would bore me and i don't even know you yet