Further pondering
Three entries ago, I mentioned that I'd been told I have no self-respect (and thus no self-worth). I think that the real problem with me and self-respect is not that mine doesn't exist, but that I often don't realize how badly it's been wounded until long after the fact. It's kind of like "l'espirit d'escalier," except more like "l'espirit d'two weeks later." I still don't think, though, that this sort of delayed reaction means I have no self-worth. What it does mean is that by the time I know everything I want to say in response to an attack, the attacker has most likely forgotten what happened.