When I was in High School I fooled around with a guy in my ward. Stuff had happened a bunch of times and I knew I needed to talk to my bishop about it. I set up the appointment and went in. He asked me what had happened. I told him. He wanted more detail. Then he had me repeat it all several times. I worried I had left something out and that he was inspired to ask me more. I felt so stupid and awkward. He then told me that I wasn’t worthy to graduate from seminary. I was crushed. My parents were frustrated and I told them it was because I had skipped class too much(which was not true). The guy from my ward that all of the stuff happened with DID graduate from seminary. The bishops son who was my friend (not the one I fooled around with) was told by his dad he wasn’t allowed to hang out with me ever again. Word spread and I was basically blacklisted in my ward after that. That sent me into a self destructive cycle for a few years.
A different bishop I had after I was married(in the temple) was horrible. I had 2 kids under the age of 3. I went in to renew my temple recommend. I get in there and the first question asked was “Do you obey the law of chastity?” “Yes”, I said. He paused. He asked again, “Do you obey the law of chastity?” “Yes”, I said again. Then he said, “I’m going to ask you again, Do you obey the law of chastity?” Again I said “Yes”. He seemed very reluctant to give me my recommend. He was looking at me like I had lied to him. I did not lie. I left about in tears. I was so confused why he would ask me that over and over again. I had done nothing wrong. I told the stake president about it. He said it was strange and that he would check into it. I never heard anything. I stopped going to church because of that for a few months and we moved shortly after that(because of that). That bishop was made the new stake president a few years later.