Two weeks ago I made the first call to get psychological help. Last week I had a first 10 minute phone call with a proper therapist and I requested a proper first session, but it may be weeks until I can actually go there.
Yesterday I called a kind of helpline for university students and talked with them for almost an hour. I think today I will do it again.
Not sure if it will help, but I need some kind of help. It will not get automatically better on its own and I'm sick of just waiting. And my identity is kind of dissolving at the moment. I used to have pride and other ideas about myself that kept me from reaching out for help. I now realize I need it and I'm willing to let the other cards fall where they may.