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Nothing yet, unfortunately. I've been in trouble so many times. I never learn.
I'm almost afraid to type this, but I think it's gonna take a serious incident to change me.
I'm not violent, I'm not a thief, I'm not a pervert. I refuse to hurt, or put anyone at risk of being hurt. I just make dumb decisions that affect me.
I mean, my dad dying when I was a preteen, is the thing that stands out. Pretty much everything that's happened since then has been shaped by his death in some way, everything from my philosophy and politics, to my material hardships, to my heroes and role models, to the way I clean my teeth, to the places I've been and people I've met and media I've enjoyed, and even to the ways I relate to gender, family, work, nationality and language, and society in general, and that's certainly not an exhaustive list, and all of these things go into each other as well.
I'm not sure if something so profoundly impactful on every facet of one's life can be described as "for better or worse", though, rather than that it simply is what it is...
9/11. Everything was acceptable until then. Not great, but not horrible.
When I was 6 years old, an older kid pressured me into smoking a cigarette. I didn't get sick or anything. I just didn't like it and decided one was enough. Never knew the best decision of my life would be made at that age.