My husband put the religion over our marriage for about 21 years. He was an elder when I married him. I was 24 and he was 41. He would always tell me if I did not like it I should never have married an elder. I was so young and stupid I just took it. It really hurt. He would have me sit in the car for hours and hours because we were both pioneering and lived far away from the hall and we could not afford to have me drive home and come back to pick him up plus he would always tell me it would be just a minute. If we had plans and someone called and wanted him he would drop me like a hot rock and go run to them. I was always second or third or fourth on the list. I was never and mean never first. I remember one time I burned my hand on the stove really bad, he was on the phone with some elder thing. I came and said I think I really hurt myself he response was I am doing elder stuff.
Oh I could go on and on. Finally after about 21years of marriage he said to me once again you should never have married an elder. I just looked at him and said I am sorry I thought I had married a husband. He just got white and never said it again to me.
This religion has really come between us. Now I look at my husband and wonder so many time what I saw in him. It is so sad.