It Ends With Me

I started asking hard questions about my family line—stories, patterns, the “why” behind the way things were. It was sobering. It was exhausting. Cycles don’t stop because we dislike them. They stop when someone stands up and says, “It ends with me.”

Abuse, control, secrecy, perfectionism, silence, fear—these travel quietly until confronted. Generational trauma may explain your pain, but it doesn't have to define your future.

In Jesus, you have authority to disrupt unhealthy inheritance and pass on freedom instead. That looks practical: telling the truth, getting wise counsel, learning new skills, apologizing quickly, and blessing your kids with what you didn’t receive.

This isn’t about blaming; it’s about building. You honor your story by letting God redeem it. You honor your children by handing them peace instead of panic, honesty instead of image-management, and presence instead of pressure.

“If the Son sets you free, you are truly free.” Freedom is not a vibe; it’s a Person—and He’s with you in the work.

Stand in your living room, your car, or your kitchen and declare it: “In Jesus’ name, this ends with me.” Then take the next right step to make that declaration real.

List one unhealthy pattern in your family and one concrete replacement practice you’ll start this week (e.g., from secrecy → weekly honest check-ins).