Most likely, you went into college with a plan. You were going to major in this, graduate at the top of your class, and become the best person your career field has ever had. Then, all of the sudden, things change. You suddenly realize that what you were studying is the complete opposite of what you dreamed. It's not connecting in your head, it doesn't fit your personality, and it just overall stresses you out thinking about how you're going to finish four more years of this awful study course. I know that's how I was.
My senior year in high school, I changed my anticipated major many times. At first, it was Political Science. I wanted to be a lawyer, and had even had a bit of experience interning at a law office, but then somehow, I got talked out of it. The main thing people always told me was that I would have to do a lot of reading and writing if I were a lawyer. Somehow, being constantly told that I wouldn't like my job because it would be a ton of busy work ended up making me change my mind (I don't know why, though, because I love reading and writing). Then, it was Psychology. I'd struggled with things in the past and wanted to help and counsel people like others had counseled me. I was then talked out of it because the likelihood of making a ton money in that career field is teeny tiny. Although I still love the field of Psychology, I don't regret changing from it.
Then there was a whirlwind of changing majors. I wanted to be an Interior Designer, but that's another case of having trouble finding a stable, well paying job. Then it was Marketing, especially since the school I wanted to go to at that time had a Fashion Marketing major. Then finally, after a ton of crying, stressing out, and pulling my hair out, I settled on Biology. The idea of being a Veterinarian was suddenly calling my name. I don't remember ever saying I wanted to be one when I was a child (then, it was usually "I want to be a mother."), but for some reason, I suddenly became infatuated with Veterinary Medicine. I went into it knowing that it was probably a stupid choice, because although I still made good grades in my science classes in high school, they were not my strong point. I'd started volunteering at a veterinary hospital, though, and I loved everything I had to do there. Even when it was gross, smelly, and bloody, I loved it. I was convinced I was born to be a Veterinarian, but there was still that nagging feeling that majoring in Biology was a mistake.
Then came college. My first semester in my Sophomore year, I struggled a little bit. I was initially enrolled in a Calculus class, but I figured out quick that I wasn't going to grasp onto that information. I was also enrolled in Chemistry I and Genetics. I ended up passing these classes, but it wasn't my best work. Then the Spring semester came up. I briefly went over this in my blogpost Goodbye, Sophomore Year, but this was when I realized I wasn't where I needed to be.
At first, I was scared to even bring up the thought of changing my major. I knew Biology wasn't what I wanted to do, but I didn't want to be viewed as a failure. I didn't want people to judge me or think I didn't have my life in order because I wasn't wanting to do Biology anymore. I finally talked it over with my parents, and they assured me that it was okay to change my major if I felt like it was right. Once I'd made the change to Political Science, I was relieved, but I still was scared that the people around me would judge me. I was still volunteering at the veterinary hospital at that point, and I begged my boyfriend (who worked at the hospital) not to tell anyone that I was changing. I looked up to the doctors there, and I didn't want them to think less of me because Biology and Veterinary Medicine wasn't for me.
I was in Statistics during the time I was changing majors and we had a project coming up. I decided that my research should be around college students changing majors because it was so personal to me. During this research, I found out that it is pretty normal for college students to change their majors. According to the University of La Verne, "50-70% of students change their majors at least once".
At least half of the college students these days change their majors, but it still seems like a taboo to admit that you have changed your path. After thinking about it for a while, I realized that it's better to change your major while still in college rather than graduating and regretting that you never followed your dreams. Even if it sets you back a semester or two, it's better to change your major while in college than it is to have to go back and start the process all over again 20 years later. Even if you do have to start over again 20 years later, it is okay. It's all in your journey of life. Your best friend might go into college knowing what he/she wants to do, then graduate with the same major, but you don't have to. You have your own story. It's up to you to make it, even with all of the bumps and bruises that might come along with it.
If you feel like you need to change your major, don't let others keep you from it. Take time to think it over with yourself, pray to God, and come to a logical conclusion, and if after all of the Pros/Cons and Risks/Rewards, you feel like it's the best choice for you, do it. It's your life.