Father-haters vs. daddy's girls

Interesting comment from a reader of the Father-Hating poem posted earlier:
"I think that women who are loved by their fathers in a satisfying way live in a different universe from those who hate their dads. It's almost impossible for the two nations (father-haters vs. daddy's girls) to communicate. We need simultaneous translation. Open borders don't work."
If you're a committed father-hater or a daddy's girl, what do you think of the other nation: do you envy them? or pity them?