You might recognize someone. You might even be right. In this book, I’ll share pieces of my story—some mine, some shaped by people I’ve seen up close. There will be moments when you think you recognize someone, and you might even be right. But this isn’t about exposing anybody. Some stories are blended. Some details are softened. Some things are left unsaid on purpose. Not because they didn’t happen, but because not every truth needs a name attached to it. This is about the experience. The pressure. The identity that comes with being a preacher’s kid. And trust me... If you know, you know. If you don’t, you’re about to.