I don't think anybody was surprised that I grew up to be a goth. Askreddit is not your soapbox, personal army, or advertising platform. And if anyone didn't like me, it was because they were narrow-minded, and judged me by the way I dressed. And I was never terribly broody, just introverted. I find this very amusing.
I became disillusioned by how fake and disloyal they were.
My best friend had an older sister who always wore black, fishnets, red hair, gothic-romantic jewellery and decorations all over her room. I had no friends, I was depressed, I wore 4lb steel-toe boots, arm socks, a black vest that went down to my knees, long, flowy witch looking skirts. I became disillusioned by how fake and disloyal they were. Anyways, I had a really bad trip on some shrooms and spent hours really beating myself up in my head and in the process I was figuring out the roots of my issues and things. Went at it pretty hard for about 8 years. I think the reason I grew out of it mostly had to do with increasing self-esteem and more friends. When people start trying to enforce their own expectations, that is conformism.