
Let me be clear: your self-respect is not a coupon.
It’s not up for debate.
It’s not a tradeable asset.
It’s not something you slide across the table with a fake smile and say, “Okay, but what do I get in return?”
Self-respect is a boundary. A line. A spine.
It’s the thing that tells the world: This is who I am. This is what I tolerate. And this is where I stop giving a f*ck about your opinion.
And yet… we negotiate it. Constantly.








