In my late forties and I couldn't tell you what year I graduated. I know I fucked up so bad freshman year I had to switch from an Ivy League to an okay school with zero credit to my name, and lost a whole year, I know I got to 90% done with three different minors I ended up hating and dropping. I know I'm successful and happy in my career.
It doesn't matter a bit.
Also, you're struggling BUT doing it. That's way more impressive than cruising through college.
In my late forties and I couldn't tell you what year I graduated. I know I fucked up so bad freshman year I had to switch from an Ivy League to an okay school with zero credit to my name, and lost a whole year, I know I got to 90% done with three different minors I ended up hating and dropping. I know I'm successful and happy in my career.
It doesn't matter a bit.
Also, you're struggling BUT doing it. That's way more impressive than cruising through college.