I once heard a brilliant speaker talk about Romans 8. During his explination this is what stood out to me and sometimes I need to be reminded of it.
[God] sees the real you. Undressed, no costumes, no pretense, and He loves you. He knows why you are hurting. He knows why you do the stupid things you do. He sees every mess up. And yeah, you're a mess, but you're His mess. And nothing you could do could ever seperate you from His love.