I don’t love it in a way that I crave it. I love It’s because it is. It’s a total acceptance. It can come and go out of my life and I don’t care. It’s just depr

I don’t love it in a way that I crave it. I love It’s because it is. It’s a total acceptance. It can come and go out of my life and I don’t care. It’s just depression. I am not depressed, there is depression. And I wanna make the clear distinction between what most people here are calling depression is not depression but is in fact sadness.