16 year old me was pretty convinced I'd have my life together by 26 (loooool) and I'm 39 and definitely not together in many ways, so uh...no. But she also thought she'd be married and then have a couple of kids and be a history teacher, so she was wrong on most levels. It wasn't even what I really wanted, it was just what I thought I was supposed to do. But hey, the severe anxiety and depression are managed a lot better and my eyebrows are miles better than they were then, so I got that going for me.