Yeah, for me started at 12 or 13 years old. Even then, the idea that an adult men could think that I was interested in them (I saw them as really old) was disturbing. Of course now I know that they didn't care if I was interested or not, just what they wanted and could get from me.

I'm being fair XD, I'm not that compasionate as you. That is not terrible. My compasion is probabñy average, same as my cooking. I do have other good qualities to make up for that. For example, I'm assertive. ;)

You are right that it is better to be nice to the people who can appreciate it and just avoid the others. That is something I learned on my late 20s. I was at a job with a terrible customer that treated all the women like shit. We didn't wanted conflict, so we went out of our ways to be nice to him so he didn't get angry. Until one day I snaped and just told him to shut up. And me being angry achieved what months of being nice couldn't. That day I learned something, some people would never respond to being nice, but would respond to displays of strenght.

I guess from those men's perspective, when they insult us, we should be hurt and fall in line again. When we just go on with our lives, we offend them because we are not behaving as expected. For them relationships with women are a constant comfrontation where they need to come up on top. Disengage from them is what works best, they have nothing interesting to offer.