I grew up in a bedroom no one really understood. Black candles, skulls on every shelf — my parents said it was just a phase. It wasn’t. It was who I was, and I spent years hearing that I didn’t belong anywhere. So I started creating things that did — pieces made for the people who live in the in-between, the ones who feel more at home in the dark than in the light. Every Bat Pouch is hand-built by me, for the girl who was told she was too much — and chose to keep going anyway.