Bishop Butterscotch

Inside the home, parents — carrying their own unhealed wounds — passed it down: “Hush. Don’t tell nobody. Don’t make a scene.” Sometimes it was meant to toughen us up for a cruel world. But what it really did was teach us to swallow our pain, keep secrets, and carry shame that was never ours to hold. We learned that image mattered more than truth.

Generational dysfunction loves a pretty picture and a quiet truth. This sermonette names the patterns (our Hot Mess Ledger) and invites you to lay them in the Collection Plate of Peace. No auditions for love, no over-explaining—just compassion, clarity, and language to release what isn’t yours.

When the past comes knocking, don’t answer. You left for a reason. No contact isn’t a game—it’s self-respect. Stay free, stay firm, and