Uri, I'm sorry you're going through a rough time. Your pain comes across in your writing.
I'm also sorry I just read this now after you told me about it in the new songs thread. I've been really busy with work and haven't had time to read most of the posts.
Anyway, first, your last post of dialogue with the therapist is really funny. Laughter is healthy.
Second, if you binged, don't get depressed about it, that just leads you in a downward spiral. Tell the Y"H, "OK, I gave you the korban that you needed, but from now I'm giving myself to HaShem."
After the binge, when you're tired out and feeling sick and sorry for yourself, remind yourself that your falls when you worked on yourself were no where near this last fall. Use the binge to motivate you to battle against the Y"H because you reminded yourself how bad the alternative is (when you give up the battle just for a day or two). Realize that even when you act out when trying not to, you are doing better than you were doing before you found GYE or when you give up from fighting it completely. This should prove to you that trying and falling is better objectively and in HaShem's eyes than not trying at all. I know this from personal experience. I know what I'm saying.
You are right, you aren't "normal", but none of us at GYE are either. We are members of a "special" club, the club of addicts. We have an allergy to lust, and must try to get better, if that means calling in to Duvid Chaim, a therapist, or going to an SA meeting. Whatever it takes.
(By the way, what is a normal Yeshiva guy? You have no idea what your friends are doing in their private spaces. Don't they think you're "normal"? It's sad to think this, but maybe you're more the norm than you think and the lust-healthy Yeshiva guy is a rare breed.)
Uri, read this next part carefully. NO matter what you do, or see, or act out, or fall, we (your GYE family) will always be here for you, love you, and think you're a very special guy. You are no longer alone. I think all of us not only understand, but also identify first hand with what you're feeling, done, and written (I certainly do).
Your friend,
Momo