I get to spend my life with someone who was not raised on fear and guilt and strict gender roles. Right now she won't even watch a movie. I have finally learned to pray to change my heart, not his. Same goes for holidays-flip a coin.
I have plenty to do but I do it alone. This guy was orbiting so strongly that he changed his religion before they were even dating. I had many extremely hurtful things said to me, along with an intervention hosted by my married-in-the-temple-and-divorced grandmother. I wish I could find a support group in South Africa. Count yourself lucky that your boyfriend is able to even consider going to parties with you even if you don't ultimately make it to them. Maybe he found a nice Mormon girl after all.
I read through a few of the LDS. I know my husband appreciates me looking into it because he knows I am doing it to gain an understanding into the culture he was raised in. I have always worked full-time and no employers ever give you any lenience. Your husband will still round every weekend. He has let me be a stay-at-home mother while trying to launch my own business and has offered love and support every step of the way. Luckily he also wrote back really long emails and it helped us stay in touch we were doing overseas long distance-so that helped a lot. Please don't add to that grandious ego. But there are many people on here who truly devoutly believed in Mormonism and broke free.
But God works in mysterious ways. It has been very difficult to reconcile our two expectations, hopes and dreams. I have spent my life alone waiting for things to get better.