Being seen properly by others is lovely, and it is also occasional, partial and outside your control. What you can do daily is notice what you did well, what you meant by it and what you stood by, even when nobody mentions it. Over time being misread stops feeling like a threat and starts feeling like an error of theirs, which is usually what it is.

The point of the joke is not to demolish respect, which is fine and worth having. It is to shrink the fear of not getting it, because that is the part doing the damage. Something you can laugh at is something you can talk about, and a word held too sacred cannot be examined at all.

It is not the whole truth about people and it is not meant unkindly. It is useful because it makes generic respect a strange thing to organise a life around. If a good deal of what you are chasing is other people maintaining their own equipment, the chase loses some of its pull, and the fury when it does not arrive loses some of its case.

Self-esteem works like the lizard. It rises when things go well and drops when they do not, and other people supply the weather. Self-acceptance is the mammal version: it costs something to run, it is not automatic, and it holds when the room turns cold. Nobody manages this all the time, and the point is only that some of the warmth can come from you instead of from the sun.

Those measures move. They differ between one country and the next, and between your grandfather's time and your own. Anything you score yourself on today could be scored differently in ten years by people who never asked you. That is not an argument for scoring higher, it is an argument for noticing whose ruler you are holding.

You feel valuable while you are fitting in and worthless when you are not, and neither reading was ever yours. It is why an insult can go off like a bomb in somebody who seems perfectly confident. Self-acceptance is duller and steadier: no score to hold up, nothing to defend, nothing anybody can revoke.

From the outside it looks like arrogance, and from the inside it feels like clarity. Underneath it is usually the same discomfort as any other anxiety: not knowing feels dangerous, so a firm answer gets manufactured. Treating it as fear rather than as ego changes how you go at it, in somebody else and in yourself.

There is the discomfort of not knowing, and then a second layer on top: the sense that you were supposed to know by now and something has gone wrong. The second layer is usually the heavier of the two and it is the one that can go first. You do not have to become comfortable with uncertainty in order to stop treating it as a personal failing.

Any plan that treats anger purely as a skills problem runs into this. You are asking somebody to give up a thing that works, and it is fairer to say that out loud than to pretend otherwise. What is worth naming is precisely what would be lost: the certainty, the standing, the surge. Then the real question is what else could supply any of it.

People with a temper are rarely persuaded by being told to calm down, and are often genuinely interested in how the machinery works. Knowing what happens in your body, what the anger is guarding and what it costs makes the whole thing less mysterious. Less mysterious means less frightening, and less frightening means there is less to defend.