In Which I Wonder About People and The Way They Are

I have a hard time having respect for people who don't have respect for themselves. I have a hard time being nice to them, or considerate. Maybe that makes me a terrible person, but really, it's just me going along with the standard they have set up for themselves. I wonder, do they REALIZE they're not giving themselves the respect they deserve? Or are they just completely oblivious to it? Is it just some sensation they have, where they know SOMETHING's up, but they're just not quite sure what it is? I suspect that's often what it is. That they know something's amiss, but they don't realize that the "something" is a lack of self-respect. It drives me up the wall.