I first watched "The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel," Prime Video's hit show about a comedian who happens to be a divorcing single mom, at an interesting point. I was going through a divorce myself, and though the story is set about 60 years before our own time, some parallels were so strong as to be alarming. Some men haven't changed much from previous generations, and neither has the way we often treat adults after divorce, especially women. We infantilize them, as though only in having a present, committed partner are we truly grown-ups.
In short: I was relegated to the kids' table after my marriage ended, like divorced Midge returning to her parents' apartment for refuge . . . only to find herself in the narrow twin of her childhood bedroom, left mostly unchanged.
