I made a terrible choice with my major. I got the most worthless liberal arts degree you could get. Well, second-most, probably. Now I own a company that does something completely unrelated to that degree because of some skills I developed as a hobby. And when I look at a résumé, I don't care about education -- I'm looking for skills and experience. As long as you can do stuff and prove your worth to an employer, your poor choice of major (let's be honest with ourselves, some really are mistakes) will not harm you. All it did was waste your time and money, maybe set you back a few years where you could have been working and gaining experience. At the same time, some employers like to see that you can set your mind to something and finish it, so when you're out there looking at entry level jobs, the degree won't hurt, and the major doesn't matter.

I'd also try not to worry so much about making enough money to "support a woman" -- most of them are perfectly able and happy to support themselves. Your job in that relationship is to be a great life partner, not a piggy bank.

As for your fear of people... I dunno man, you tried smoking pot? I haven't, but it seems to be great at managing anxiety for some people. I consider medicating for anxiety to be the same as medicating for a headache.

(May 11, 2017, 1:38 am)darkman10000 I did want it and I still do want it more than anything in the world. It kills me that I'm the way I am and I do not want to be this way. The bitterness and anger comes from the pain. I'm at the point where I'm scared I'll never get a decent job to support a woman and scared I made a bad choice with my major. I have this mental issue where I'm actually scared of people, women especially. It feels like all hope is lost for me. I'm scared that no matter how hard I work I'm never going to get where I need to be.

Have you tried counseling or therapy to help overcome your mental condition? It could help a lot if you haven't already. Like Akhenaten said, a bad major in college doesn't have to be a death sentence. As long as you can support yourself, you should be good(you don't need to be rich to attract women).

Someone like me can't possibly make it in the real world. There is too much wrong. I'm actually strongly considering suicide because I sure as hell can't take much more of this. I will in due time give into this. I can't see myself lasting another year like this. It is way too unbearable. I know no one cares but it helps to talk about it.

(May 12, 2017, 5:12 pm)darkman10000 Someone like me can't possibly make it in the real world. There is too much wrong. I'm actually strongly considering suicide because I sure as hell can't take much more of this. I will in due time give into this. I can't see myself lasting another year like this. It is way too unbearable. I know no one cares but it helps to talk about it.

Before taking any drastic action, please, please, PLEASE seek some help.

(May 12, 2017, 5:12 pm)darkman10000 Someone like me can't possibly make it in the real world. There is too much wrong. I'm actually strongly considering suicide because I sure as hell can't take much more of this. I will in due time give into this. I can't see myself lasting another year like this. It is way too unbearable. I know no one cares but it helps to talk about it.

If you think you are a truly failed organism that is only ever going to suffer, it's your your life to do with as you please.

BUT: If you think happiness was stolen from you, either by people, or circumstance, or even your own mistakes; if you think there's even a sliver of a chance that you could find yourself glad to be alive someday; and if you want to see if shit can get better with time... then it's completely worth it to seek help, and you'd be surprised at how many resources there are for such a thing, all of them much better than a preggo fetishist forum!

No shame in talking to someone about it. In fact it really is the stronger thing to do because it's going to require work and commitment.

Again man, you're young. So much happens in a person's 20s these days. It'd be terrible for you to bow out before experiencing some of the good things, things which might give you pause and lead you to reconsider your current plan.

(May 12, 2017, 5:12 pm)darkman10000 Someone like me can't possibly make it in the real world. There is too much wrong. I'm actually strongly considering suicide because I sure as hell can't take much more of this. I will in due time give into this. I can't see myself lasting another year like this. It is way too unbearable. I know no one cares but it helps to talk about it.

Taking your own life just because you feel sorry for yourself solves nothing. If you truly hate your existence, then you need to take steps to try and change. I mean, what was whining and moaning about how pointless you feel done for you? Nothing! and it will continue to do nothing!

and if you think no one cares, you're wrong. I certainly don't want you to end your life just because you have an extremely low self opinion. I was there man, I thought about suicide too. I mean, my life isn't great and I figured why not just throw myself off a bridge? Because there is more to life...and you're young. You have a long ways to go...and if you never truly find happiness, then you're no different than millions of other people who didn't either...but at least you didn't quit on yourself.

Call a suicide hotline. Please. They can help you more than anyone of a pregnancy fetish site ever will.

...I get upset when I see happy couples, period. Mainly because I feel like a complete social reject who can't even approach women that are even moderately attractive due to fear of rejection, awkwardness and sometimes just having nothing to say. All I want in life is a pretty, loving wife that wants my kids, and right now I have absolutely nothing. I stopped calling myself single, it's just 'being alone' at this point.

I'm sorry if this was a buzzkill, but I needed to say something. There are some days that I can get through just fine, but if I see too many happy couples during the course of a day, the only thing I feel like doing is curling up into a ball and crying my eyes out.