Depression robbed me of young love/lust ...

And it has left a void in me that sometimes threatens to consume me.

I can't get rid of it and it won't allow me to integrate my sexuality into my personality in a healthy way.

And I'm sad that to think when I die, it'll be the missing piece that they cannot find, and so cannot bury.

Is there any cure, or is this my plight and I should accept it?