I was angry at G-d. I flipped him off, cussed him out, called him awful names. I even begged him to show me mercy and asked Him to end my life. Yet, he did show me mercy. He sent Mary.
For two years, I was so angry at G-d that I completely forgot about the person of Jesus. Then I met Mary. She reminded me of the love that G-d had for me by giving his son to die for my sins. I came to a place where I realized that Jesus was the only thing between me and G-d. No matter how mad I was at G-d, he refused to give up on me. Mary has helped me to learn and trust G-d again.
It took just one person to damage me. It took just one person to heal me. It took just one person to save me.