I lived abroad for three years after college, in a developing country, and in a lot of ways I found it easier to manage my life there. I loved it because I had to be fully engaged in my day to day life. I think the novelty and uniqueness of living in another culture kept me from running on autopilot as much as I would/do in my own country (and getting stuck in painful inner experience).

There was something immediate and centering about the way life was lived there. If you wanted to eat chicken, you bought a (live) chicken. People did laundry by hand, heating and air/conditioning was not a thing, and community life was obligatory (people just did not isolate themselves, because you couldn't--it was pretty much physically impossible to be alone). It was easier for me to focus on the present moment there, and contain all the inner noise. And I felt good about the work I was doing, which helped me feel good about myself, which is something I struggle with at home, without that sense of purpose that I had abroad.

I definitely spent the three years mostly "just ignoring it." Or putting it on hold so that I could have this great experience, anyway. It was doable. And I feel glad I did. The experience of living abroad was so rewarding and so personally transformative, and I think it's important not to prevent yourself from doing things that are fun, personally rewarding, and make you feel good about yourself. And it sounds like your job will pay well, too, which is a nice perk!

And I came back after that and have been slogging along in therapy since. Just my experience, but hope that gives you an another perspective!