My real revelation of being "different" came around age 16, when I insisted having a karaoke machine a family BBQ.
Why? So I could entertain all our guests with my rendition of "New York, New York," complete with high-kicks.
I also vividly remember pretending to be an Olympic figure-skater.
Me and my best girlfriend would slide around on the linoleum floor in our socks. This was just following the Nancy Kerrigan vs. Tonya Harding Olympics drama.