Nobody was handling the divorce well (if there was such a thing as handling a divorce well). My Mom's reaction was to become a hoe and fuck everything that moved, especially if it was a someone my father knew because that increased the likelihood word would get back to him. After all, everyone knew the whole point of life changed after divorce, to solely focus on ruining your ex's life.

My Dad became far more... misogynistic, I guess would be the polite way to put it. He always had a bit of it in him, but now it was like his anger with women seemed to be bursting at his seams, trying to escape. In the month since the divorce was finalized, I don't think he's dated anyone (though, I only saw him every other weekend). It started with comments in passing about politics and the news, but my last visit I couldn't believe the comments he made on how I dressed. He even called my top slutty (can you believe that?). First time in my 18 years of life I've been called a slut and it was by my own father.