I gave Up

I took an Anatomy Class last Fall semester. Failed every single test, no matter how hard or little I studied. Got the same grades. So I did something I regret, I gave up. I stopped studying as hard. I did the bare minimum. I never stopped going though. And I never stopped doing the assignments. But my heart wasn't in it. I was so excited when I started the semester and when I got that final failing grade, I fell into a tailspin of depression. I was so mad at myself, and felt like I disappointed everyone around me. My husband let me know he was disappointed because of the sacrifices that he had made, like taking care of the children by himself. I started seeing a therapist, so I could work through the feelings of worthlessness. I am not sure if it's helping. He doesn't understand the pressures put on a police family. Why it can drive you batty from the loneliness and anxiety of it all. I will try a few more with him and see how I feel. I start a new medical coding course this week. Something, anything to change my current professional path. I hate the company I work for. I hate what I am doing. I am nothing more than a used car salesman.