I was, in fact, a Mormon missionary and kept falling in love with my companions . . . and you're right, it got me into a lot of trouble, not real trouble, just religious trouble. Anyway, they excommunicated me.
This was back in the 60's when electro shock treatment was supposed to help sinners like me . . . but it didn't. So here I am shunned and living in sin with my partner of 31 years. Wish things had worked out differently with the Mormons but they have to do what their God orders them to do. Same in all religions, I suppose.
I often miss what I had as a Mormon, the friends, the singing, the spirit of good feelings, the warmth and security. Those are good memories. I wish their God could have included me.
I went to Vietnam in the late 60's and pretended to be a Mormon in good standing and was lucky to get some "safe" assignments because some ranking Mormons sort of watched out for me. So Mormonism probably saved my life . . . anyway there's positive and negative in all religions. I shouldn't complain. Sorry.
The Mormons believe in three Heavenly kingdoms, so maybe I can squeak into the lowest one with my partner. That's my wish. Hope that "don't-ask-don't-tell" policy is not part of the lowest kingdom!
Your question really got me harking back to the old times -- it seems like life times ago now.