I will briefly state my experiences with the ongoing effort towards" getting better". I used to think that things would never get better, and I was correct. Things did not get better, but I did get better at dealing with it.
"Getting better at dealing with it" is hard. For me, it meant learning how to regain awareness during panic attacks. It meant building a support group and reaching out to them when I was in need. It meant affording myself the flexibility; both mentally and academically; to have moments of weakness. All three of these things can be put into the general umbrella of "I am trying to accept my depression and do the things necessary to live a life that is worth living".
Of the three things I listed above, flexibility for weakness is the hardest to wrap my head around. It's essentially planning for failure. Positioning yourself so that in the event that your depression decides to hit hard your entire life doesn't fall apart. For example, a mandatory writing course I took had a policy that 6 absences would net any student with an automatic failure. Lectures were set for 8:40 in the morning, which didn't mesh with my sleep schedule. Rather than trying to transfer into another time-slot or requesting accommodations, I tried to just push through. I wanted to prove to myself that I had the self-discipline to pass this class without help. I wanted to be strong. I did not give myself the flexibility to survive the course when my depression creeped back in on me, and ended up failing. The same pattern repeated itself next semester. My third semester is when I started making the necessary changes to make sure that I could live. I only signed up for class times I could make it to, I made sure to always have at least one course in math or physics, and I got accommodations from the office of disability services. If I had not broken that pattern, I would have failed out of college. Regardless of your path in life, flexibility is something you probably need to afford yourself to live a life that is worth living.