That was me as a child. I was rebellious. I needed counseling and medication. I refused it all. (My oldest brother, whom I idolized, killed himself and I was devastated.) My parents just kept trying. Finally, they found a psychologist who was very understanding and very kind. He listened to me. He cared about me. I liked him and looked forward to seeing him. There are always root causes for these things. Is the child living with an alcoholic? I ended up living in a reform school for girls. I was happier getting away from my alcoholic father and grieving parents. Why does this child not feel safe? I was bullied in school from grade school on up. I hated school. Peer pressure is horrible in any form. Is this child more of an individual than having many friends? Social media was not around when I was a child. I can see where social media hurts my grandchildren. And they are only allowed a few hours of it a day. I talked to my 11-year-old granddaughter about it and she said people are very mean on social media. Removing a child from a harmful situation seems to work for some kids. I ended up being a First Responder. The first thing we did was remove a person or persons from the situation and get them where they felt safe.