When I was 3. I must've been traumatized. My mother wouldn't share what happened. She kept secrets; so, hard to tell whether it was important or not. Years later, I checked with my neighbor Nancy who was around 6; she vaguely remembered something amiss but no details.
I was adamant by age 4... no more birthdays. I still don't share my birth date.
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