Nicely written!

But I don't think there's any contradiction between a person feeling both love and hate for the same target--heck, we even have a phrase for it, a "love-hate relationship"! (And that's a very crude idea compared to the full complexity of our outlooks.)

Not sure you've invited the right men to go crazy over this claim after all? But maybe they'll find their way in?

And of course it's even less contradictory when talking about love and hate from a group, because it could be that some of them only love and some of them only hate. (In addition to some potentially having a love-hate relationship.)

If, however, you're claiming that you feel loved by every individual man (who knows you well enough for it to be meaningfully you-directed), I would refer you to my previous argument about hate as to why that is implausible. I won't reiterate it, flipping hate for love. One difference is that I can't use myself as an example. But I can use the high rates of really hostile incel rhetoric and the nastier edge of MGTOW and the prevalence of sociopathy as arguments that for a woman chosen arbitrarily at random "I am loved by all men" is not likely to be true for any typical meaning of those words: there are enough people either without the capacity to feel most types of love and/or who explicitly and repeatedly disavow it to expect that women are generally hated by at least someone. (Likewise with men being hated.)

Universality is hard to achieve.

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And, yes, Urchling, I agree--it's very weird that some common feelings aren't topics for direct discussion.

I mean, we can suggest one reason why: don't think about a pink elephant. Are you doing it? I mean, not doing it? Are you not thinking about a pink elephant? Not thinking about it sucking up water with its pink trunk, not thinking about it spraying water all over its pink back? Not thinking about a pink elephant at all? Great!

Except most people, when they read that, actually do think about a pink elephant. Rather a lot. And so the danger of talking about feelings that one might be disposed to overindulge in is that the talking might do more to encourage the overindulgence than the content helps keep the feelings to a manageable level and to find appropriate ways to express them. Reflexively, one might prefer just to not say Voldemort's name. He might hear you. (I'm pretty sure he hates all of us.)

But, still--come on--isn't this level of emotional control supposed to be a key part of what happens while growing up? To gain enough executive function to allow intention to help you sculpt your emotions and express them in productive ways instead of pretending they don't exist and/or being at their mercy? And yet here, with hate, we're acting like we're two-year-olds in front of a bowl of marshmallows?

So, yeah, it's weird. Also, maybe we'd better not talk about marshmallows, just to be on the safe side. We might still be two at heart.