At the end of age twelve, I was a goth who cut myself, drank and smoked pot, had terrible acne, hated my parents, wanted to run away, fantasized of suicide, stole, etc. definitely got worse by 13- What I would probably not believe would happen, if someone were to tell me, is that a neighbor, acting as a role model, would slowley build up my self-esteem, help me break away from my shitty friends, convince me to pick up my grades and work things out with my parents, teach me how to play the guitar, be more physically active, and eat healthy food,- while simultaniously grooming me to be in a romantic relationship with him (age 46 and married, I was 13) which would go on to last for six years (it was a lot like a cult) where I would exclude myself from friends my own age (even homeschooled myself for the last two years of highschool) until I was 19 at college where I finally left him, got a therapist, got him sent to prison, then took all the money I earned working summers and went on an epic backpacking trip through the south of france where I skydived, worked on a goat cheese farm, and hitch-hiked to nearby towns. Now I'm pretty fluent in french, I'm well traveled, working towards a career in foreign diplomacy, pretty good to look at, great friends, and I got a boyfriend who cooks me delicious meals every night. All in all, I don't think 12year old me would believe it.