It happened quite easily for me, and with great relief I might add. I never relished my PK status. Rather I resisted it. Oh sure, when I was a younger child I basked in the extra attention. By the time I was a teenager and striving for independence, PK status had become a burden.
I thought it devalued who I was as a person. If I lived as a Christian and made good behavior choices, it seemed like others did not give me any credit for the decision(s); rather it was "Well of course he did, he's the Preacher's kid..." as if my dad did it for me. Similarly, if I made a poor behavioral choice parishoners saw my error as somehow worse than their own children's, "Did you hear what the preacher's kid did?..."
I was very happy to leave that behind and enter a world where others would like me or not, and judge me or not based upon who I was as a person rather than what my dad did for a living.
I also worked to see what I might achieve on my own so that when I stood in the spotlight, it was my spotlight and not one I shared with my dad.
Best wishes.
seeking.IM
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