Most generations don’t need to deal with an impending threat to the whole planet. Nuclear apocalypse, sure, but at least there was no pretending that it wasn’t a problem.

This is ignoring all of the other ways in which we’re fucked.

Find. A. Therapist.

No random, online stranger will be able to give you what you need, because (if nothing else) we just don’t know you well enough. A professional counselor is someone you can open up to, who will see you repeatedly, and has the professional training to help you.

I understand that seeing a therapist is intimidating. I get it. But I truly believe it is the route to go, in your case. While the issues you are dealing with are both major and relatively common, the advice needed is specific to the individual.