I was a convert to the faith when I was 15.
I believed in God, I knew he existed, and I believed he was the Son of God.
Then, just like that, everything changed.
The first person I met was Jesus Christ, who I would later refer to as the Holy Ghost.
I was in love with him, and it didn’t take long for me to realize that I could never understand God.
I had no reason to believe in his divinity, and in fact, I felt so strongly that God was not a person.
When I went to confession, I had to admit to God I didn: I was an atheist.
I hadn’t believed in any god, and had no idea why anyone would.
I didn, however, feel that God should exist.
But this was something I didn