Well, with one exception, I've had very happy experiences with women, and I learned quite a bit from that one bad choice. I had a happy and eventful childhood, but for some reason I don't have to revisit it in memory often. There was in fact a distinct change in me in my adult life, which was mainly spent away from my family, and maybe I'm trapped, contentedly, in THAT "me."
Anyway, I'm 53 and I think what age we are plays a factor here. And how our childhood was, probably.