Let’s incinerate a sacred cow right now. Most folks enter relationships asking one loud question while simultaneously avoiding one dangerous truth. They ask, “What do you bring to the table?” They never ask, “What already sits inside you when you sit down at the table?” Because the table never holds only money, degrees, status, hustle, body, ambition, or provision. The table also holds your nervous system. Your attachment injuries. Your childhood negotiations for love. Your unfinished grief. Your relationship survival strategies are dressed up as an actual personality. And no amount of external success cancels that receipt. We built an entire culture around outsourced offerings. Who pays. Who protects. Who provides. Who performs competence. Who keeps the lights on and the peace intact. But peace never functioned as a transferable asset.