Between the ages of about 8-11 I had one of my stupid obsessions which lasted a long time. It was a very embarrassing obsession, so that was bad enough but the way I talked about them was worse. I really should have kept that to myself, especially the details, and the intensity of my obsession. I would draw them everywhere and talk about them. Obviously nobody was interested but they probably realised how weird and abnormal I was (am). But at that age I wasn't aware of what was weird and abnormal, and that's probably why I didn't bother to hide my obsessions back then.