The pain of the shame

My mother favored boys, not as mates, but as friends. I’m a chip of the old block in that I cannot warm up to girls, I am very cold to them. It’s a fierce energy to hate females and it’s very difficult to tame. I seem to want girls to go around hanging their heads in shame. I am always surprised at how my provider works to make her granddaughter happy and how the result is that she is growing into a beautiful person.