I don't hate women for being women. I hate women for conforming to the stereotype of a woman, i.e. a manipulative, horrid bitch; and that stereotype if any is fully deserving of such hatred. I know that such conformity is fundamentally optional, which lets me extend this to the individual.
Maybe if I hadn't been raised to never say what I want? To not believe that a loser like me shouldn't have criteria. To have some confidence in that my own wants and needs are actually valid in some way, outside of the range where my childhood family have no means or standing to disapprove of me. I bet if this were true, I could find the courage to do those things that would lead to gettin' laid, for once.