I resigned from the LDS Church in November. I’m more grateful for that now than ever since a busybody acquaintance from the old days felt it their duty to forward me a link announcing that my ex-husband is engaged once again.
I know very little about his current life, which is the way I like it. Based on his behaviour when I left (which consisted mainly of false piety), I believe he is still going on with his pretense of being a righteous LDS man, however much the permanent flag on his church records might say otherwise.
All I know is that, because I am no longer a member of the LDS church, my temple sealing is no longer valid, and I will not have to be bothered by any arseholes in cheap suits asking my permission for my celestial husband to take on Wife Number Two. Of course, I’m not sure that they bother asking any more, as that draws rather painful attention to the fact that polygamy is alive and well in LDS doctrine. In either case, the closest I want to get to polygamy is watching Big Love.
It will be hard for some of you to believe, but I feel only pity toward these two. No hate, no anger, no bitterness. Just pity. I wish the best of luck to the future Mrs. Ex-Mr. Molly. She’ll need it being wedded to a repressed homosexual ex-felon.