None, actually, or none that I can think of. I’ve received plenty of advice, but I don’t think I’ve followed much of it. In any case, I don’t consider someone else responsible for the decisions I’ve made, not even (or maybe especially not) the stupid ones.
I’m thinking I might have been one of those people about whom they said “You can’t tell her anything”—and may not have tried. No one, for example, attempted to talk me out of dropping out of school or getting engaged or breaking the engagement or going back to school or dropping out again or moving in with a boyfriend or getting married. Should they have? I don’t know, but of course I always thought what I was doing was the right thing, so it probably would only have created friction without altering the outcome.
I’ve regretted things I’ve done, and some of them I was advised to do, but again, I pretty much made up my own mind.
I do wish now, though, that somebody had offered me a few key questions to ask myself (besides “Are you sure you know what you’re doing?”—not helpful, but thanks) before I took a couple of big steps. That might have helped more than advice, and things might have turned out differently.