for me that age would be around 8 years old. My dad LOVED using me as a punching bag, human body to toss around whenever he got mad, which was like once an hour. When I was 8, I already knew that I was NOT supposed to be on this rock of a planet. I dreamed of getting off this planet anyway I could. Never figured it out as far as i have a older brother and a younger sister and he never once laid a hand on them. Tha t is why now at the young age of 64, I LOVE everybody period. That goes for double for all the great friends on this website. P.S. Never went to my dads funeral and never would have.