In Which I Feel Compelled to Start a Blog Because of a Club and a Unicorn...
A note from the future (I'm updating you from the year 2024): So much of the content in this post is based on my mindset in 2012. Terminology has evolved as have I and most others. My name is Ashley. I was Mormon for the first 36 years of my life. Yep, I was baptized when I was 8. I went to BYU where I received a Bachelors in Theatre. I married a returned missionary in the Mt. Timpanogas Temple. We were full tithe payers. I fulfilled several callings diligently, including serving as Primary President for 2 years. My husband and I divorced after 13 years. About a year after my divorce, I was chatting with my new bishop, who I had known for several years prior to that. He asked me, "So, Ashley, why did you and Matt get divorced?" I replied, "Matt is a gay." I just looked him in the eye after I said this and waited a few seconds while he absorbed it. Then he asked, "Well, was there another problem as well? Like drinking? Or gambli...
