I have never once blamed sexism for any of my personal problems.
I would say, for negative influences on my life:
My mother (for being useless)
My stepfather (for being a dick to my mom)
George W Bush (for being shitty)
My biodad (for denying my existence)
The weather (for fucking my life up just as I was finally getting it together)
The sixth grade (for injuring my person and breaking my spirit a little too young)
George Lucas (for teaching me never to be hopeful for anything ever again)
Bobby Kotick (for being a toilet paper salesman)
This awful job (for sucking)
Positive influences on my life:
My mother (for raising a very sickly kid on no money and no family support)
My stepfather (for teaching me how break shit, fix shit, and generally not to be useless in the face of mechanical and technical problems like most females)
Catholicism (for simultaneously introducing me to plaid skirts and repressed female sexuality)
The sixth grade (for teaching me that bullies are literally the worst thing in the world, which is how I can simultaneously hate misogynists, racists AND SJWs, at the same time, without cognitive dissonance)
This awful job (for paying me just barely enough to maybe dig out of the hole I'm in)