He refused to pay child support for me, and he hated it that I was loyal to her. Old bastard. He's een gone now for about 9 years; but If I ever visit Miami, Florida again, I intend to piss on his grave.
My mother's second husband wasn't much better, IMO. I left home a couple of months after they married. I think she was really worried about ending up alone. I don't share my mother's taste in men (all in her mouth, IMO), and I'm really glad that not all men are like those two assholes.
So divorce was no solution was it? Your father was damaged goods, and despite the divorce, you are filled with the same rage he felt. The sin of the father is visited upon the generations. That has been true since Adam.
My (hardcore leftist education-establishment) stepmother was the same way. I eventually stopped seeking to engage in any activity that she could take away, and missed much that would've been worthwhile in my high school years because of it.
When I realized how to Galt a control freak like her and started to do so, things went from bad to worse. I got thrown out and sent to live with relatives in a distant city.
That ended up being a positive thing in the end, though. I finished HS in a new school and began to see that there was something other than illogical, dysfunctional leftism in the world (thanks Andy S. at CHS for pointing me in the right direction).