I feel that my daughter can't get into high school, and her mood is not anxiety, but despair.

Life is a failure. I can't be a mother and I can't educate my children. 1. When I was a child, I only took her to play and travel around. During the summer vacation, I took her to my grandmother's house in the country to play with the children. Many study habits and thinking have not been developed. 2. When I was in primary school, I asked her to learn piano, forced her to practice every day, and accompanied her to study. Maybe in others' eyes, learning piano can cultivate patience, but for her, it has cultivated impatience. In the third grade of primary school, she was enrolled in an Olympic math training class, but she was stopped because she didn't listen carefully and did her homework seriously. This is what I regret. In the fourth grade, I stayed with her for one year and got the third place in the class. In the fifth grade, because I gave birth to my sister, I didn't have the energy to accompany her, and I did badly in the math exam. In the sixth grade, for junior high school, I accompanied math, Chinese and English every day, and finally got into the key class of junior high school. I am in a good mood. After I entered junior high school, I lived on campus. I can only accompany students on weekends. The best ranking in the exam is 22 in my class. At that time, I was satisfied, because this achievement can still be promoted. At the end of the second semester of senior one, I took an examination of 465,438+0 students in my class. I didn't get along well with the dormitory people and was in a bad mood. By the second day of junior high school, her temperament had changed so much that she didn't even want to talk to her parents. At this time, she has no friends. Considering her mood, she discussed with her father to take her back to study. Although she comes back every day, it is noisy, but let us study some math and physics with her. However, in February 65438, my sister was hospitalized and I stayed with her for more than a week. Her father was depressed and shuttled back and forth between home and hospital. During this time, she didn't care about her study. She took advantage of the weekend to go to the training class, bought a mobile phone, played werewolf killing every night, and couldn't get up during the day. At that time, we wondered why the child was so sleepy every day and worried that she would be ill, so she refused to take her to see a doctor. 6. The terrible third day is coming. Her physics has been very poor, ranking third from the bottom in the class. Dad became a physics teacher to teach her physics, but he flattered her every day and wanted to teach her, which made people not want to leave time to study. I used my summer vacation to study math problems hard and accompanied her to finish the chapter of "Circle". She also makes trouble every day and doesn't want to learn more. I found good information about chemistry and planned to start teaching, but people were unwilling to follow suit. I got 56 points in this chemistry exam, and the average score in my class was 69.5. Nothing is lower than the average score. I came back from the exam to watch TV, went to bed at eight o'clock, got up at night and stole my mobile phone to chat, and was found by my grandmother at three o'clock. I have a strong sense of powerlessness when I write here. Now, I should convince myself to accept such a daughter, because whether I accept it or not, she is there, but how sad my mood is, why is life so difficult, and how can I spend this difficult time? How can I comfort my lost heart?