You know, I'm not religious at all, but I'd be wary of putting too much store in the fact that someone nominally shares your religion. I have friends who are Baptists and friends who are *Baptists,* friends who are Catholics and friends who are *CATHOLICS.* I'm sure you've been over all this, but as you found with your priest, even priests of the same religion don't necessarily have the same concept of what their religion means or how it relates to a marriage. Heck, I have a Jewish friend who wears a long beard and covers his head, but his family celebrated Hanukkah with tattoos for his wife and his father this year.
Was there a time when you felt like you were on track and things were going the way you wanted? What was that like?
