No doubt I was. It's one reason I had very few friends as a kid and teen. And I always related better to older people. lol
That's a true story by the way about the stove... We heated the house with two wood stoves growing up, and one of them was in my bedroom. It's an old farmhouse built in the late 1800s and my parents still live there. I used to love toasting my bare butt next to the stove. One time I was doing it, but I somehow lost my balance and my bare butt pressed against the stove and I got a bad burn and had a scar for years lol Good times :-)