I can't be the only man who hates his female family members, can I?

The reason for this post is because I recently found out that I'm adopted, and I was born to a woman who was around 10-12 years my mother's senior. My mother was 43 years old when she gave birth to me, and she was already married to my step father. I guess my bio mother was too young and wanted a baby daddy who was older, so she got pregnant by some old man who already had kids by his wife.<br><br>My bio mother died of cancer a few years ago, so I will never meet her. But she did leave behind some family members, and I just found out about them. She had two younger sisters, and both of them have children. One sister has a daughter who's a few years younger than me, and the other sister has a son who's a few months older than me.<br><br>I found out all this through my birth family's social media, and I'm a bit ashamed to say I was snooping. I was just curious because my mother died a few months ago, so I wanted to find out who I have in the world. I was looking at a couple of pictures of my cousins, and both of them are young women now. I don't know why, but something about looking at them made me realize just how much I hate women.<br><br>Both my sisters are women, and they're the most hateful, annoying, bitter bitches I've ever had the displeasure of knowing. They both had kids before they met my father, and their children are also women. Both of them have always been very cruel and critical of their children, and they both had daughters because boys are "too much trouble." I'm the youngest of my siblings, and both my sisters are older than me. One of them is two years older, and the other is three years older, so they've been the main influence on me since I was a kid. I don't think it's too much of a stretch to say that I hate my mother and her daughters because of them.<br><br>The way my female relatives treat their children is the main reason I hate them. I grew up with step siblings, and they're all men. My father married my mother when she was 25, and he had three kids by her before we had kids of our own. So I grew up with three older brothers and a younger stepsister. My stepsister is older than me by two years. The way my mother raised my stepsiblings was completely different from how she raised my stepsbrothers and me. My stepsisters were spoiled brats who got everything they wanted, and they were never punished for their bad behavior. Both my stepsisters are women now, but my stepsisters were always girls when I was growing up. The difference in how my mother raised my stepsisters and me is the reason I hate her and my stepsisters.<br><br>Both my stepsisters were always girls when I was growing up. They were always the center of attention, and they were never expected to do anything. Both of them were spoiled and spoiled brats, and they were never punished for anything. Both of them were always given anything they wanted, and my stepsisters were always treated like little princesses. I remember as a kid how my stepsisters would scream and throw tantrums because they didn't get what they wanted. Both of them were allowed to do whatever they wanted, whenever they wanted, and neither of them was ever punished for anything.<br><br>My stepsisters were always allowed to do things my brothers and I were not allowed to do. Both of my stepsisters got their ears pierced as babies, and they've had piercings and tattoos ever since. My stepsisters started getting their hair professionally styled when they were three or four years old, and they got their first cell phone when they were ten years old. My stepsisters started driving when they were thirteen years old, and they got their licenses on their first try. My stepsisters have always had the latest toys and electronics, and they've never gone without anything they wanted. Both of my stepsisters got their high school diplomas when they were sixteen years old, and they both went to college when they were seventeen. My stepsisters each graduated college when they were nineteen years old, and they both got their first "real" jobs when they were twenty-one. My stepsisters have always lived in their own apartments since they got their first jobs, and both of them have always had brand new cars.<br><br>My brothers and I had it totally different. I got my first pair of earrings when I was thirteen years old, and they're only in my upper ear lobes. I got my first tattoo when I was seventeen years old, but my mother made sure it was a small, simple tattoo. My brothers and I started getting our hair professionally styled when we were eight years old, and we each got our first cell phone when we were thirteen. My brothers and I didn't start driving until we were fifteen and a half years old, and we each had to take the driving test not once, not twice, but three times. My brothers and I didn't get our licenses until we were sixteen and a half years old. My brothers and I didn't get our first "real" jobs until we were twenty-two years old, and we had to work in a warehouse making minimum wage. My brothers and I didn't move out of our parent's house until we were twenty-five years old, and we each had to live in a small room in the basement. My brothers and I both got our associate's degree when we were twenty-eight years old, and we've been working shit jobs ever since.<br><br>The main reason I hate women is because of how my mother raised me and my brothers compared to how she raised my stepsisters. Both of my stepsisters are selfish, spoiled, entitled bitches who don't know the first thing about responsibility. My stepsisters are both in their late twenties now, and both of them still live in their own apartments. Both of my stepsisters have good "real" jobs, and they both make six figure salaries. My stepsisters both have their own cars, and both of them travel wherever they want, whenever they want. My stepsisters both have their own social media accounts and lots of "friends" on them. Both of my stepsisters seem to do whatever they want and they seem to have no responsibilities.<br><br>My brothers and I, on the other hand, seem to be failures. Both of my brothers have been through several relationships, but neither of them has kept a girlfriend for more than a few months. One of my brothers works as a janitor at a local high school, and the other one works in a restaurant flipping burgers. My brothers both live together in a small house they inherited from a great uncle, and neither of my brothers has ever had a "real" girlfriend. Both of my brothers seem to have no direction in life, and neither of them has ever had a "real" job.<br><br>As for me, I work at the same place as my brothers and I flip burgers and take orders. I don't even know why I'm working there, but I do. I live in my own apartment, but it's small and cheap. I have never had a "real" girlfriend, and I've been single since high school. I don't know what I want out of life, and I seem to have no direction. I just seem to drift through life.<br><br>Looking at my cousins online made me realize how much I hate women, and I'm ashamed to admit it. Both of my cousins seem to have their shit together, and I can't help but feel like a failure compared to them. I don't know if I'm overreacting, but looking at my cousins made me feel like I'm a complete failure, and I just hate women.<br><br>I just can't help but think that if I had been born a girl instead of a boy, my mother would have raised me the same way she raised my stepsisters. I think if I had been born a girl, I would have been raised to be a spoiled brat just like my stepsisters. I think if I had been born a girl, I would have been given everything I ever wanted and never been punished for anything. I think if I had been born a girl, I would have been raised to be a selfish, entitled bitch.<br><br>I just can't help but feel that my mother would have treated me totally different if I had been a girl. I think being born a boy has led to me being treated like shit by my mother. I think if I had been born a girl, my life would have turned out totally different.<br><br>I just can't help but hate women. I can't help but feel like I've been treated unfairly because I was born a man. I hate how my mother raised me, and I hate how my stepsisters were raised. I hate how my stepsisters are now successful women, but my brothers and I seem to be failures. I just hate how women are raised to be spoiled brats and how they're raised to be selfish, entitled bitches. I just can't help but hate women.<br><br>I guess I just needed to get this off my chest, so I'm sorry if this seems like a rant.