A Riddle…

The more one speaks of me, the smaller I get.
The moment I tell someone who I am, I vanish and disappear.
I am no better than anyone else, and I am no worse.
I am perfectly sized, though I dare not tell anyone.
I am a good teacher, and I am always a student.
The quieter I am, the louder I speak.
Forever fleeting, the more I am chased the faster I run.
Acceptance and Understanding are my parents, Self-Pride is my unhealthy sibling.
I am often confused with Humiliation, but that is born from
Ego and Arrogance.
I am not Shame or Embarrassment, I Modest and Unimposing.
The Balance in me can readily see the Equality in others.

What am I?



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