I'll let you folks decide what this one is about.
It's funny. I didn't always hate Math. We used to get along. But somewhere in the middle of the 4th Grade we had a falling out. It got really bad for a while; we couldn't even be in the same room without someone getting angry.
It's not like that anymore. I don't really hate math, I've grown out of that. Sometimes Math and I pass on the street. We smile and wave but that's about it. We both know that if we ever tried again to be more than just casual acquaintances it would all end in tears. So we just steer clear of that pitfall.
And we're both much happier for it.