26×40 Original Canvas - Textured Acrylic
Through unmasking, I’ve learned so much about myself. I’ve seen how many choices I’ve made in the name of love that were actually betrayals of my own truth.
I’ve felt the chaos of giving trust freely without discernment and the heartbreak that followed. I’ve buried dreams society told me were “too much,” and softened the way I think, speak, and feel - only to realize those are my greatest gifts.
No matter how much I’ve tried to hide my pain, it still seeps through. The hard shell I once wore is cracking, exposing my most vulnerable parts for the world to see.
Unmasking looks different for everyone, but it always feels the same - raw, exhausting, and confronting. Yet, when we finally integrate the most beautiful parts of ourselves, we find Wholeness in our own design.
Autism is not something to hide, but to celebrate and honor.
26×40 Original Canvas - Textured Acrylic
Through unmasking, I’ve learned so much about myself. I’ve seen how many choices I’ve made in the name of love that were actually betrayals of my own truth.
I’ve felt the chaos of giving trust freely without discernment and the heartbreak that followed. I’ve buried dreams society told me were “too much,” and softened the way I think, speak, and feel - only to realize those are my greatest gifts.
No matter how much I’ve tried to hide my pain, it still seeps through. The hard shell I once wore is cracking, exposing my most vulnerable parts for the world to see.
Unmasking looks different for everyone, but it always feels the same - raw, exhausting, and confronting. Yet, when we finally integrate the most beautiful parts of ourselves, we find Wholeness in our own design.
Autism is not something to hide, but to celebrate and honor.
