I have a very clear memory from when I was around five or six (I'm 60 now) ........ It was Christmas Night and we were staying overnight at my Aunties and I had been put to bed. I even remember the nightdress I was wearing, dark blue and white striped, trimmed with white lace. After a long, exciting and happy day I was overtired but could hear this strange whooshing noise in my ears, it didn't bother me though and I was soon asleep. I'm sure this was my first experience of T. Fifteen or so years later my Dad was diagnosed with T after a blow to the head (which also later caused him to lose much of his sight), this was the first time I had heard of Tinnitus. My own T started intermittently when I was in my 30's. That memory from childhood has served me well, my T has never kept me awake at night even when it has been really bad, I guess my brain somehow associates the noise in my ears/head with that happy night so many years ago so doesn't perceive it as a threat. I'm very grateful for that memory, it has saved me a lot of distress.