The winter I became a teenager, I celebrated my birthday three weeks late by seeing the film "Daredevil" at the local mall with my best friend. I was not a fan of superhero films or comics. I did not transport into the worlds they offered or find mine transformed from theirs. I did not fit in with the masculine fans of either, but I braved the crowds of them for something that had opened a new world into which I could escape, that voiced feelings I had yet to name. I saw the film to hear Evanescence on the soundtrack.
The rural village my family had lived in for generations did not know what to do with me and I didn't know how to live in it.
