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TIFU by failing out of college

Hello. So I am (was) a sophomore at an university in the US. Today I was informed about my academic dismissal from said school. I can't say I'm surprised about this happening because I am aware of my actions that have led to this. I wasn't a terrible student in high school. For the first two years at public school my gpa was a 2.2. It was when I switched to a private school with a smaller environment that I started to really shine, the last two years I averaged a 4.0 and pulled my GPA up a ton in time to get accepted to a decent state school. I guess my first mistake was expecting myself to perform the same in a way bigger environment (for context my graduating class was eight people.) I did horribly my first semester, getting a 0.5. During winter break after that semester I was informed my dad passed away. Retrospectively, after this happened I completely stopped caring about school. Every time I stepped foot on campus I would start crying and just felt immense anxiety in general. I think this in combination of blah blah past trauma blah blah undiagnosed mental illness blah blah was a sign to just take a break from school. I tried bringing this up to my parents and they just wouldn't listen, saying "It doesn't look good on your record to take a break" and other things alike, so I kept going. Unsurprisingly, fall and spring semesters didn't go much better. My grade improved marginally, but not enough to keep me in school. My inaction resolve my mental health issues set me back, and I couldn't bring myself to go to class a lot of the time. Although the classes I put effort into I always did great in, I just had too many classes where I completely tuned out. There is a shining light in this though, I recently got a job doing my passion for a pretty good wage, along with freelancing work doing well. So I'm just going to pour all of my energy into that. I don't know if I should even bother appealing to come back or just continue working towards my dreams. I wasn't even in school for something I cared about (anthropology.) Thanks for reading.

TL:DR I failed out of college because I didn't go to most of my classes, didn't want to be there in the first place, didn't know what I wanted to do, want to pursue my other passion, and my dad died.

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