A Rooted in Truth Blog Post — Episode 1
I'm 18. Which apparently means I'm old enough to be in the room, but sometimes still treated like I'm too young to have an opinion.
That's the in-between nobody really talks about. You're not a kid anymore, but you're not fully trusted as an adult either. You're just… there. Watching. Listening. Trying to figure out where you fit in conversations that are literally about your life.
In Episode 1 of Rooted in Truth, the conversation started about drinking. But it wasn't really about drinking. It was about control. About trust. About whether the people who love you believe you're capable of making real decisions — or whether they'd rather just make them for you.
And here's what I noticed: my mom didn't shut it down. She didn't pretend the topic didn't exist or tell me to leave the room. She stayed in it. With me.
That matters more than people realize.
I've grown up watching what happens when hard conversations don't happen — when things get swept under the rug because they're uncomfortable, and then one day they explode because nobody ever dealt with them. I don't want that. I'd rather have the awkward conversation now than the blowup later.
Do my mom and I always agree? No. Does it ever get tense? Yes. But I always know that even when we disagree, I'm still heard. And that's not something every 18-year-old can say.
To me, being Rooted in Truth means I don't have to pretend to have it all figured out. I can ask questions. I can push back. I can be honest about where I am — even when where I am is messy and uncertain and still becoming.
That's not a problem. That's just growth.
Watch Episode 1 and tell me — did anyone in your family ever give you space to figure things out without having to be perfect first?
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