I will briefly state my experiences with the ongoing effort towards" getting better". When I was younger 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 self-awareness in the middle of a panic attack. It meant learning how to reach out to my loved ones when I was in need of their help. 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 am trying to figure out 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. I was assigned to have lectures at 8:40 in the morning, which my fellow night owls will recognize as a tragedy. However, rather than trying to transfer into another time-slot or going to the administration to request 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 proper flexibility to survive the course when my depression creeped back in on me, and ended up failing. The same pattern repeated itself next semester, and I ended up having to drop the course. My third semester is when I started making the necessary changes to make sure that I could live. I made sure to sign 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 continued the trajectory that I was going on before making these changes, I would have failed out of college. Flexibility is good, not just for school but for other things in life too.