How It Feels to Realize “Saying, I Am the Table” Was Never Enough. -- And the emotional crash that follows self-delusion.
- D. (Kushaqxi) Relaford

- Jan 2
- 2 min read

At first, it feels empowering. The question is asked, What do you bring to the table?
“I am the table.”
You don’t need to explain yourself. You don’t need to prove your value. Your presence alone is the contribution.
It sounds like confidence. It feels like self-respect. And for a while, it even works—especially in a world where everyone is tired of being evaluated, weighed, and found wanting.
But then something happens.
The relationships begin to stall. The conversations loop. The results don’t match the certainty.
And quietly—almost offensively—you begin to feel it.
This isn’t working.
The Shift No One Warns You About
The realization doesn’t arrive loudly. It creeps in through patterns.
You notice people aren’t meeting you halfway. You notice accountability feels one-sided. You notice the phrase is doing more defending than building. The worse realization, is you notice you're starting to attract the same old energy in others.
That’s when the thought hits—sharp and unwelcome:
What if “I am the table” isn’t strength… but insulation?
Insulation from feedback. From growth. From the uncomfortable truth that relationships don’t run on declarations—they run on contribution.
When Identity Replaces Participation
The moment you declare yourself the table, the work subtly stops.
Not the work of existing—but the work of engaging and growing.
Because if you are the table, then questions feel like disrespect. Expectations feel like attacks. And compromise feels like erasure.
The statement was never meant to end conversation. But that’s exactly what it does.
It freezes you in place.
Confidence Isn’t the Same as Completeness
Here’s the part that stings.
Confidence says: I know my worth. Wholeness says: I’m still growing.
“The I am the table mentality” can confuse the two.
It takes a moment of humility to realize that being valuable doesn’t mean being finished. That presence alone doesn’t replace communication, emotional maturity, or mutual effort.
Value that can’t adjust eventually becomes weight.

The Emotional Crash After the High
There’s a grief that comes with this realization.
Because the phrase didn’t just fail—you believed in it.
You used it to survive rejection. To armor yourself against comparison. To stand tall in spaces that tried to shrink you.
Letting it go feels like betrayal.
But what you’re actually releasing isn’t self-worth—it’s a shortcut.
And shortcuts always collapse under real pressure. When Lonely’s the Only Company from Maxwell's Urban hang suite LP begins to play on repeat in your playlist, you realize, something's got to give.
What Comes After the Table
Here’s the unexpected relief.
Once the “I am the table mentality” falls apart, something stronger takes its place.
Contribution. Adaptability. Self-awareness.
You stop asking, “Don’t you see my value?” And start asking, “Am I building something that can last?”
That’s when relationships change. Not because you shrink—but because you show up differently.
Not as the table.
But as someone willing to bring something to it.
The Real Power Move
The real power isn’t declaring yourself untouchable.
It’s staying open without being empty. Confident without being closed. Grounded without being rigid.
“I am the table” feels strong. But growth feels stronger.
And once you feel that difference, there’s no going back.





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