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[livejournal.com profile] shadesong asks "what of the various things that changed was the hardest to get used to?

At age 13 Kaden says:

The hardest part is the secrecy. Mom and Dad are talkers; they always taught me to be open, truthful. Yet with this secret, they tell me to keep silent. Orlaithe told me to keep silent. Every fae I encounter tells me "people cannot handle this, they won't believe you. The consequences are dire if you reveal your nature." When I was little it didn't matter what I said about winged creatures hanging out in the woods behind my house because people expect young children to imagine things. The trouble came as I got older and tried to defy everyone's advice. I got more and more insistent on telling people the truth. I became isolated by the time I was 11 because all the kids thought I was weird. I guess I am weird. It came to a head in 7th grade when I told one of my teachers about how the faeries in Ireland were so different from the ones I saw in the states. I was describing the brilliant colors of the ones behind my house in Massachusetts, how their bodies appeared to be shrouded in fall leaves and sparking with the edges of stones... the teacher told me she was worried about all my fantasies, that it wasn't healthy, that I needed to stop telling these crazy stories before it got me into trouble. I screamed at her that they were real, tears welling up in my eyes as she INSISTED that I MUST stop making things up. I remember reaching forward with my fist. I remember the feeling of my hand hitting her flesh. I remember pounding at her body as she lay on the floor and then... nothing.

I woke up, hours later, in a hospital, pumped full of some sort of medicine they said would "make me stop imagining these things and keep me under control." I was in that hospital for 4 days. Finally they let my mother take me home with a pile of prescriptions that I was to take every day, possibly for the rest of my life. I was so lucky that my mother knew the truth; she never gave me the pills and I never told another soul about my friends in the woods.
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