Same here.
I was lucky as a kid. I actually chose to avoid certain situations, where neighborhood kids were “exploring”, if you catch my drift.
I wasn’t ready for that sort of thing, and I knew it.
Other kids got involved. I took a pass.
I would term myself a late bloomer, but it was better that way IMO.
At the time, I wasn’t always happy about it, but in time it became clear as I progressed through my adult life.
I think I got an idea, Hell we were all kids.
I had friends who told stories, which I listened but it didn’t seem right or I just wasn’t interested to the point of acting on it. My interests were food, firecrackers, treehouses and sports. Anything else I shrugged my shoulders. Puberty and Sarah M.’s tight sweaters would help push me along the right way.. HeeHee.
I like to think I had a full childhood and now I’m having a pretty full adulthood.
I wonder with kids today having an abbreviated childhood that that’s the reason young people are so, well immature.
Their nature childhood was stopped by the intrusion of sex.
We got 20 year olds who play video games rather than work on their cars, cannot stand to listen to another opinion yet demand we listen to them, demand their every whim be met, “safe rooms” and throw a tantrum when they don’t get their way
I was a late baby boomer but I “identify” more with my parents generation than earlier boomers(not a hippy) or the later “Tweeners”
Gawsd, I feel old....