This has been done to death, to the point that I almost feel sorry for these folks who just are not taking responsibility for their own social anxiety and/or developmental awkwardness, a hallmark of puberty. Turning your attention to either of those things will yield many more returns than, well, hating women as a species.
So I want to take what I think is a more novel approach. I haven’t read the entire internet, so if I’m redoubling someone’s efforts, my bad. I want to answer one question that seems to be missed by your typical “you made me this way!” Nice Guy® gone misogynist.
Q: “If I’m so present and so giving, why do I face a disproportionate amount of rejection? It must be that women hate nice guys.”
A: You’re correct in observing that the lion’s share of rejection goes to you. After you clear a few social barriers, and exude the proper hype, you’re generally able to court whomever you might want. This is why the rest of us are all in relationships with popular actress, singer, tender-hearted philanthropist and the crownholder for Miss World 2000, Priyanka Chopra as well as the tall, ultra-ripped forward for Real Madrid FC, Cristiano Ronaldo. While we are having all of teh mindblowing sex with these two, as they elect to (of course) overlook our pedestrian, nonperfectly-symmetrical faces, often with pores, as well as our bodies, which, let’s face it, are seriously stopping short of sculpted marble, we understand how you could become a bit resentful. I mean why can’t you have the same privileges we have, and run screaming into the sexually yielding arms of one particular person who is inexplicably completely blind to your specific brand of not-so-sparkling personality and lack of success and accomplishments in life?
Except windmills do not, in fact, work that way. Men and women everywhere, unless they are Priyanka Chopra and Cristiano Ronaldo, face heaps of people who are uninterested in having sexual intercourse with them. Like all the time. Maybe they are not sexually oriented towards someone of your gender presentation. Maybe they are, god forbid, in a monogamous relationship with someone else (this seems the classic, glaringly present Nice Guy hurdle). Maybe they just think you’re ugly, or not the smartest, or even that you are boring. The common thread is that it’s really not a big fucking deal, and we don’t all shit our pants over it, because it doesn’t mean anything. Attraction and choice of mate is all pretty arbitrary and capricious, and people who expect it to work in a “fair” or even any sort of formulaic way are completely divorced of reality. The difference between the rest of us and you is that expectation. Sure, sometimes if you sit at a red light for a while, it turns green (although that’s a bit rapey and weird as a routine practice), but the same is not at all true of a stop sign. The normal behavior at a stop sign is to pause and then go on your way. So put on a clean pair of big boy pants like the rest of us. When a girl doesn’t seem interested in you AT ALL, don’t spend like Xteen years badgering her to death, trying to “make her” interested. Please. You’ve watched too many romantic comedies. Shrug it off and look elsewhere like a normal person would. There are other fish in the sea, but if you’re hell bent on only catching like just the one specific awesomest one, you are bound to get extremely disappointed.