I was a chuppah bearer in my ex's wedding. It was the nicest wedding party experience I've ever had. (However, quilted chuppahs are heavy!.)

My exes are a mixed bag. I'm only actual friends with the one whose wedding I was in. Some I've lost track of but I wish them well and am glad to have had them in my life. And for some, I rue the day I ever met them and would delete them from Earth if such a delete key existed. So, it's kind of all over the map for me.