Sometimes the parts of us we’ve kept buried start pushing their way out, no matter how tightly we’ve tried to hold them in place. This series sits in that moment — the split second when the truth refuses to stay small and quiet, when the old shell cracks and something raw, honest, and unruly pulls itself into the light. These characters are wearing their insides on the outside, not as a performance but as a kind of surrender. A refusal to keep pretending.

If you’re in a season of shedding, this is for you. The work is my way of honoring that uncomfortable growth — the kind that demands you stop contorting yourself to fit what was never meant for you. Maybe your “bones” look different than mine. Maybe what’s escaping is a truth, a boundary, a version of yourself you’re finally ready to stop apologizing for. Whatever it is, I hope you let it out. And in true mom form, I’ll be standing right here cheering you through the mess and the magic of it.