Extremely long story short, my incredibly homophobic sted-dad accepted me as his daughter, UNTIL my Mom divorced him and he stood to lose everything (which she owned anyway). So the day he was served he went straight to the courthouse and filed an domestic violence warrant on me, knowing they would house me with the males. (The day she told him she was leaving he told us he would do this, and NO, I never laid a finger on him.) They came to arrest me at a friends house, but luckily the deputy was somewhat liberal minded, so we called our very influential attorney, who called the sheriff, who just happens to know my Mom, and they agreed to simply book me, not hold me in a cell, and let me go on an appearance bond. Otherwise, the deputy was in the process of taking me to the county jail to be put in holding cells with some very rough males. As it was, they made noises at me through the bars as I walked through. The deputy did nothing. Eight months later, the charges were dropped after the court (and his attorney) realized what a hideous man this was after all.
Worst experience of my life.