You begin to hate depression because it makes this person you love into someone they aren’t. And you have to keep reminding yourself “this isn’t them it’s depression.” You hate it but you learn to accept it.
And together you begin to just take it one day at a time. You begin to appreciate the good days that are few and far between but make the bad days worth tolerating.
The truth is if you love someone with depression and you can help them through their bad days, you can be the light in the darkness, be the company in states of loneliness in return you will find someone who loves you unconditionally.
You will find someone who will love you so deeply.
You will find someone who will love you so hard it redefines what you thought love meant.
You will find someone who will be loyal to you forever.
You will find someone who will accept the worst parts about you and teach you to love that too.
You’ll find someone who is always grateful for even the little things.
In return, you’ll have someone who will do anything for you and someone who will never stop telling you how much you mean to them. You’ll find someone who always puts effort into you even if it comes in the form of overcompensating.
The truth is if you love someone with depression you’ll realize and appreciate a new sense of beauty to all they are. Because there is something to be said about someone who picks themselves up every time they fall.
There is something to be said about someone who has the ability to channel this negativity in their life into something positive.
There is something to be said about this person who works hard and stays busy and accomplishes a lot simply because that’s what will keep them having “good days.”
There is a strength to people with depression. There is a beauty to them. There is an appreciation for life despite those “bad days” where they question everything. And you’ll watch them handle all of this with as much grace as they can and you’ll love them even more for it.
So maybe we aren’t the best people to fall in love with but once you do there’s no going back.
Because on those bad days when we are crying and wondering why you deal with us when we tell you to leave, there will be the smallest glimmer of hope in our eyes, when you look us and say, “I’m choosing to stay.”
Written By Kirsten Corley
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