Well, here is the reason why my avatar is a peter pan statue.
Around 10-12 (Not sure exactly, but it was right before age of puberty), I had a massive fixation on peter pan. I LOVED peter pan. A lot. That was my "thing" then and I wished quite sincerely and passionately that I would never grow up. When signs of puberty began to hit, I panicked and went into rebellion. I wore baggy clothes to hide chest. I didn't wear deodorant until being complained to multiple times. I was told to shave, but didn't want to (and still don't, that crap makes me itchy). The period itself was torture and I was so distraught, combined with WICKED cramps, that I broke down in these crying fits.
Eventually, I accepted an adult body, but I never felt like I mentally matured and couldn't get on well with adult things like most people around me eventually did. I tried, but it never worked. I didn't know why. For two decades, I really believed it was because I made that wish when I was a kid. I've never told this to anyone before.