I went to college when I was 18 right after high school. Had no fucking idea what I wanted to do with my life, but everyone in my family was supposed to go, so I did.
I had a high school gf, so I hung out with her a lot and we had fun, but I'm not very good at making friends so I spent a lot of my time alone in the library feeling depressed.
After 3 years I kind of gave up and decided I wanted to be a musician. Spent 2 years in Jazz college. That was awesome, but I still made no friends and felt lonely.
After that, I realized that success in music is generally a social thing (not many "geniuses" happen to make it big unless they're cool people, which I'm not), so I gave that up.
Went back to regular college, finished up my arts degree and then I had to find a job.
I still had my high school gf, so that was a big motivating factor to get on with life. So I got a job and we got married and had some kids.
But THEN, I started to hate my fucking insurance job, Like loathed it. Cutting people off benefits to meet targets. Couldn't advance anywhere in-house because I'm socially awkward. Finally got fired.
So I bounced around to a few other insurance outfits and hated them even more.
So then at 40 I was like "I should be a teacher!" My wife was ok with it because she knew I was unhappy. So I went and powered through an Ed degree.
Turns out, that FUCKING SUCKED TOO. Being a teacher is, once again, very socially demanding. And there is the same bullshit, just in a different context.
But I committed and got the damn degree. Passed my practicums etc.
Applied for a;l the teaching jobs. But then this fucking pandemic hit and I'm SOL. Ha ha. Pretty ridiculous.
Anyway, we're fairly financially well-off due to my wife being a genius, but I'm sort of in limbo.
So college? Yeah, I'd do it. But seriously go in with a fucking plan or you'll be unhappy for 20 years doing some horse shit you hate.