I’ve allowed different facets of self to emerge and then re-submerge.
But I don’t think I’ve ever shedded my skin. That metaphor never spoke to me.
But I have put on various cloaks of responsibility handed to me and then given them back later.
Several times in life though, I’ve had “phoenix rising from the ashes” moments. Those were times I had all of my eggs in one basket and one or two broke and there weren’t enough eggs left for the recipe I had planned to make. So, loss of ambition moments. Kavanaugh moments.