depression is something that will go away. sooner or later, but it will leave you.
two and a half years ago, i was so depressed that i couldn't get up anymore. literally. for eight weeks.
and now i'm satisfied with myself. because I simply accepted my longing.
that's it.
Just speaking for myself. I can't offer an universal truth. Everybody is different. But there is something universal. And it loves you. If you listen to it.