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Personal mental stereotypes they follow, yet will never admit aloud. An analysis:
(Headcanons but I tried to be as compliant as possible)
Scout: I'm only valuable when people see me as cool and tell me that I'm cool... 'Cuz that means, it must be true...
(Constantly comparing himself to everyone, barely knows his true self, struggles to be alone)
Pyro: I'm only valuable when I have friends to care about! If there's none... It's so cold and lonely...
(Fear of abandonment? Fear of betrayal. Urges for revenge)
Soldier: I'm only valuable when my community needs me! I am all about loyalty and faith!
(Strongly identifies with the place or beliefs he belongs to, constantly feels threatened.)
Demo: I'm only valuable when people find me fun to be around. As soon as it gets sad, everyone leaves.
(Numbing his emotional pain in substances because he has no idea how to handle it, especially since these emotions push people away time and time again. Feelings of helplessness.)
Heavy: I am only valuable when I can protect people. Although I understand, when people are able to stand for themselves, it feels like my purpose is gone...
(Being protective is his identity. If he's not a big human shield for the people he cares about, who is he?)
Engineer: I'm only valuable when my ideas become reality. While I'm still alive, my mission in life is to make as many creations as I can.
(His work is more important than his personhood. He's the Engineer first, Connagher last)
Medic: I'm only valuable when people need very specific solutions to very specific situations. Let's say, some of these situations were also a work of mine.
(Too genius of a mind struggles to fit into the "normal" flow of things. Extending what's possible.)
Sniper: I'm only valuable when I'm useful. When my help is irreplaceable. Otherwise, why am I even here?
(Struggles with "fitting in" and finding a community/genuine connections. Doesn't believe there's anything to him besides his work)
Spy: I'm only valuable when people can look up on me, when they admire me and want to be like me. Or, otherwise, when they hate me and believe that I'm the only cause of their suffering. It's never too much when it comes to praise.
(Extremely fragile ego)