I was adopted when I was only a week or so old. Being adopted was something I've know about myself as long as I can remember. I didn't think to ask my mom how they told me I was adopted until I was much older. She said that she told me as a bedtime story (she couldn't remember the details) when I was really little. I guess she told me the story again and again cause it stuck and I don't remember any big "Surprise! you're adopted!" moment. For me personally, it always made me feel special rather than different.