Alexandria, thank you for being vulnerable and sharing this. As someone who struggles with depression, I worried for a long time about finding someone who could love me — not despite my depression, but because of it. My depression is really hard, but it’s also made me more empathetic, a better listener, and more in tune with my emotions, amongst other things. And my wife loves me for all these reasons. It took us both a while to find each other — I’m 35 and she’s 40, but I’m so glad I waited. On the darkest days, she reminds me I’ve gotten through all my worst days, and will continue to do so. She jumps down into the dark places and reminds me she loves me and we’re in this together. Love is a choice we make every day with the person we’re with, and the right person will love you every day, depression and all. My wife will be the first to tell you it’s frustrating for her sometime, but she never makes me feel my depression is a burden on her or the relationship. Wait for the right person and they’ll show you what true love looks like, depression and all.