You’re not “complicated.” You’re just not fully explained yet, even to yourself.

Calling yourself complicated sounds like a diagnosis when it really describes a normal condition: plenty of information and no summary yet. Nobody at sixteen has been through enough different situations to know their own pattern. What is missing is time and evidence, not some rare personal mystery.

Keep a few sentences a week somewhere private about what you actually enjoyed and what you avoided. Do not interpret them yet; just collect. In a few months you will read back something closer to a description of a person than any quiz could hand you.