Failure

I wanted to quit school so badly yesterday. I want to quit so badly so many days. I am not good at anatomy. Honestly, I'm not passionate about muscles and their names and actions. I'm not. Ugh. I listen to classmates get all excited and passionate and I just fall flat. I feel as if I will never learn and as if I will never care. But then I got a massage and gave one. I used my forearm. I used my thumbs to dig under this guys scapula and it was awesome. He loved it. I liked making him feel better. But then, I don't feel like it's enough for me to be really good. Does it make sense for me to continue if I cannot find it in me to get excited about learning the little things that make someone an expert? It feels unfair. It especially feels unfair when I know that if we were talking about religion or psychology or politics, I would be thrilled. I would get giddy and I would want to read and I would want to study. It sure is hard deciding what you want to be and do and recognizing and acting on your weakness. I don't want to be a failure at another thing.