Relics of Self-Respect

A Sermon for the Sacred, the Stubborn, and the Survivors

by Double Wide EDC

These aren’t products. They’re consecrated declarations. Artifacts of rebellion against shame, guilt, and inherited burdens.

Every knife I forge, every hank I sew, every sticker I slide into a case- it’s all part of a greater truth I’m trying to share:

You are not broken. You are battle-worn, and that is beautiful.

These items aren’t meant to impress the masses or win some imaginary race. They exist for a different reason, to whisper to the one who holds them:

“You are enough. You are sacred. You deserve inner peace. You owe nobody anything.”

Because let’s be real: There’s no roadmap to healing when the pain comes from the very people who raised you. There’s no handbook for building a life outside the system when that system was designed to break you.

And yet, here you are. Still standing. Still reaching. Still trying.

That’s who these relics are for.

They’re reminders that:

• You don’t have to earn your worth.

• You don’t have to explain your pace.

• You don’t owe anyone your suffering just to prove you’re strong.

We want these pieces to ride with you through thick and thin, to be the extra bit of courage you needed in those hard times we all face, to be a little shield that you carry as a reminder that you are one strong mother fucker and are not to be messed with.

Each piece from Double Wide EDC is a quiet torch passed from one soul to another. A stitched and sharpened declaration saying:

“Here. Take this. When the darkness hits, remember you’re not alone, and you’re not crazy for feeling this way.”

This brand isn’t here for the hobbyists. It’s for the misfit monks. The weary warriors. The sacred, stubborn survivors who are still dragging themselves toward the light with blood on their knuckles and poetry in their lungs.

You’re not just carrying a knife. You’re carrying a myth. A memory. A moment of clarity preserved in steel, wax, thread, and wood.

And yeah, this may piss some people off. But that’s okay. Because if this was meant for everyone, it wouldn’t be sacred.

These are relics of self-respect. Made with intention. Given in love. Held with purpose.

If you get it, you get it.

If you don’t… I pray you do one day.