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The Dignity of Being Valued

Seeking validation and seeking value are two fundamentally different things. When you demand to be valued by others, it is because you respect yourself, your dignity, and your morals; whereas craving recognition can sometimes be tantamount to seeking attention, which may seem demanding to others.

It is often said that your value does not diminish because of someone’s inability to see your worth. Yet, their inability to recognise it can still take a psychological toll on a person, particularly when they have shared a bond with you at some point. To put it rightly, valuing others shows how much at peace we are with ourselves, because when a person is constantly at war with their own self, their propensity to mistreat others rises. Empaths may try to hold it with warmth and understanding, but they, too, are human.

If you do not value yourself, you cannot expect others to value you. The respect you receive from others is, in many ways, a reflection of the respect you have for yourself. And if a person confuses your demand for value with a craving for validation, they are perhaps more confounded within themselves than they realise. Desiring to be valued is not the same as desiring endorsement, attention, or approval.

Being valued is our right. If someone fails to do so, walking away is our right, too.     

~Zara M.

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