I wasn't.
I hated being forced to eat food that made me gag, being forced go to bed when I wasn't tired and couldn't sleep, being forced to go to public school where I got bullied. I hated being afraid of my dad and being screamed at by my mom. Now, I'm 48 and my life isn't perfect, but it's WAY better.
Never growing up is kind of my thing. Lose your whimsy at the loss of yourself.