If I can't change the world...

This is a little rant I had at the beginning of writing a social theory essay about the feminist and sociologist:
When I was in high school and thinking about what I 'wanted to be when I grew up' I was drawn to sociology. As an idealistic youth I wanted to change the world and I saw sociology as a way of doing that. Now, as a somewhat disillusioned honours student, I have almost forgotten why I got into sociology in the first place. In much the same way as an idealistic teen I was drawn to feminism, believing I could be a part of the feminist revolution to overthrow centuries of patriarchal domination. Now, as a some whast disillusioned honours student, I have become satisfied working feminist theory into my pieces of work, it isn't quite the 'sticking it to the Man' I imagined as a teen. Although it is clear the younger me was incredibly arrogant to believe myself capable of overthrowing patriarchy and changing the world, it has made me wonder if I'm not going to change the world, why do I want to be a feminist sociologist?