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 more quiet 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 sickly sibling.
I am often confused with Humiliation, but that comes from Ego and Arrogance.
I am not Shame or Embarrassment, I am modest and unimposing.
The Balance in me can readily see the Equality in others.
What am I?