Some context: I'm 24 years old, live with my parents, have bipolar disorder, no skills, and have ***zero*** social skills. You can take a look at my most recent post (not comment) history to get some more information.

For over 3 years now, I've been five fucking courses away from finishing a political science degree from a very mediocre state school. As mentioned, I have no motivation to actually get it done. I've tried two other brick and mortar schools closer to home, and I've also tried online programs, but I just don't have the self discipline for that. I've dropped out every. single. time. It makes me feel like shit. 

Yes, I'm aware that it doesn't necessarily matter at what age I finish a degree, but it seems like there's no fucking point in doing so at any age. It just seems like my life is going to be absolute shit with or without a degree since I just feel like I have nothing to look forward to anyway.

I wasn't being dramatic when I said I have no social skills. I'm not exaggerating when I tell you that I can not look a stranger in the eye for longer than 2-3 seconds, if that. If someone that I don't know says something to me, I am grasped by sheer terror and give a quick, mumbled answer that is usually no more than a few words. Seems really conducive to meeting people and making friends, right?

But the degree seems to be the thing that I just can't get out of my mind. It seems like some obstacle that, until I get past, will hinder me for the rest of my life or something. But why the fuck should I finish it? It's not some magical piece of paper that's going to make my life better. It's a pretty useless degree on it's own, and it's not like I can apply my nonexistent interpersonal skills to counter that and land some fulfilling job.

I just don't understand why I can't get the degree off my mind when I have absolutely fucking nothing to look forward to in life. I'm not good at anything. I've lost any and all interest the "hobbies" that I dedicated very little time to anyway. I'll almost certainly never make any friends, and I am very steadily drifting apart from the very few that I do have. Also, the idea of one day being in a relationship seems so far-fetched that I'm completely resigned to it never happening at this point. 

Up to this point in my life, I have been nothing but a complete and utter failure. I know my parents are disappointed in me even if they don't say it. And I just feel like, with almost near certainty, that completing a degree won't help with any of this, yet here my dumb ass is obsessing over it. It's like the degree, and my abject failure regarding it, serves as some kind of symbol for all of my flaws and shortcomings that will lead to the shitty life ahead of me. Maybe that's why I think about it frequently.

I'm sorry for the rant. I just had to get it out.