Two times. One, after seeing it with my own eyes. Two, after letting thoughts like “I’m not good enough” sink in my head. Two times. And to think I “believed” I’m long done and over with this.
There is an abundance of beauty and happiness in this world, and it sucks that I keep forgetting them.
The process isn’t easy–and God never said it was–but at least I got Him.
At least I got Him.