Worried I’m falling short as a Muslimah

Assalamu alaikum everyone. I need to get something off my chest because I’ve been battling with my iman and all the scary stuff I see online. I come from a family that isn’t super strict, but we do stick to the main tenets of Islam. Growing up, my parents tried to get me into praying all five daily salah, but it kind of had the opposite effect. I couldn’t concentrate at all, my mind would wander everywhere, or I’d just go through the motions without real focus. Lately, with everything going on in the world, my feed is full of videos talking about how most of the minor signs of the Hour have already passed, and that Dajjal and Yawm al-Qiyamah are near. Honestly, it terrifies me. I’m nowhere near ready for those trials. I still dream of finishing my studies, landing my ideal job, marrying a good husband, traveling and seeing Allah’s creation, having a life ahead of me. A big chunk of my fear is facing my own sins. The five daily prayers are such a huge pillar, but it’s been so long since I’ve prayed all of them consistently. I really struggle to find the drive, and it just feels like a heavy chore. I either start praying and then completely burn out, or I don’t even begin and just end up sobbing. Some days there’s this ache inside me, this voice pushing me to pray, to listen to the Qur’an, to do more… but I can’t seem to move. Believing in my heart feels easier than actually doing the deeds. I’m scared that Allah, subhanahu wa ta’ala, won’t see my struggles, that based on what I heard as a child, I’ll be thrown into Jahannam just for missing my prayers. I want to, truly I want to be that pious Muslimah who prays on time and knows the Qur’an by heart… but it’s so hard. I feel this disconnect, like nothing’s left but this heavy guilt and shame for failing at the most basic thing. Even though we’re told Allah is Ar-Rahman and Ar-Raheem, I fear He won’t forgive all those years of skipped salah, the times I went out to social gatherings with friends instead of praying, or the Islamic school lessons I ignored as a kid. Over a year ago, something strange happened. A priest stopped me at a train station for a chat, and I thought it was harmless. But he got me to repeat some words after him, and it felt so wrong inside. I was so upset after, like I’d done something terrible by saying those phrases, and I begged Allah for forgiveness. Also, a few months back, I had a moment where I wondered if Islam was truly right for me. I considered Christianity for a bit, but something deep inside me said no, pulling me back. I know I don’t want to leave Islam and I want to strengthen my deen, but I’m just feeling so lost. I truly want to change and become a better Muslimah. But if I struggle this much just to pray, is there even hope for me? I’m trapped in this fear that everyone says the end is near, and that I don’t have enough time to sincerely repent and turn things around.