Realize your identity is just a story that only you keep alive with your mind. It’s like a mental reflection—if it’s distorted by something (others’ attempts to offend), the source (the real you) remains always wholly unaffected.
Also:
If someone screams and swears at you in a language you don't understand, you merely find it funny and move on.
But when you assign a meaning to these words, and identify yourself with them, you become sad.
You give words the power to hurt you.