Request for Duas: Lost Hope and Seeking Guidance

You might think there's always a way, but I see no way out. I've taken the same exam three times. The first time, personal issues held me back; I prepared for two months and got Bs and Cs. Everyone understood, so I retook it. The second time, I studied harder but still couldn't reach 100%. Same result. People with less preparation did better than me, even though I expected top grades and scored 90/100 on one paper. Recently, for the third attempt, I isolated myself for four months. I didn't go anywhere, didn't spend time with family, and studied intensely. I enjoyed it, covering every past paper back to 2008. I was confident I'd get top grades in at least two subjects. People laughed at me for retaking, my own family mocked me and compared me to others. Yet I persevered, believing in myself, but still ended up with Bs. Since childhood, I loved learning and gaining knowledge. At age 9 or 10, school trips took us to top universities, where they told us we were smart and would sit in CEOs' seats one day. Many things happened-maybe evil eye-that disrupted my momentum. After retaking exams, I regained my love for studying, but seeing results demotivated me. I had good grades in high school, enough for a good college, but I always wanted medicine, and the subjects I needed weren't available. I was always bright, but now I don't know what went wrong. Every year, grade thresholds change, making it feel like life is playing games with me. The grade I got now would have been an A last year. The despair in my parents' eyes and the fire in my heart are killing me slowly. I had an offer from a top university, but that's gone too. Everyone's taunts and mockery echo in my mind. I have no energy left. I've endured this for a year without complaining, focusing on studies, but nothing paid off. I did everything I could. Sitting a fourth time won't help; I've exhausted my preparation. I'm tired, my soul aches. I always had a positive outlook despite failures, kept a soft heart, never hurt anyone, but others trample my heart. Staying home to study wasn't easy; friction with my parents sometimes made me want to end my life, but I persevered. Now I can't go on. I just want to perform Umrah and ask Allah for an ending. I can't move forward. Maybe Allah is angry with me, or I'm not good enough to be a doctor. My big dreams are shattered. Please make dua for me; my soul is broken. I had no one to talk to, so I'm sharing here. I need your duas. Jazakallah khair.