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I hate god and I don't know what to do about it, but it feels like I'm the only person on earth who feels this way. I wish I were an atheist, or an agnostic. I wish I had the luxury of not believing or not knowing or not caring, but I don't. I fully believe he exists and I hate him. I don't hate him because of vague suffering, as everyone else who has a problem with god seems to say, I hate him for what HIS people have done to me, AND because on a basic ideological level, he is against everything I am for, vehemently, and he hates everything about me. I am a lesbian feminist woman who doesn't like or want kids that has dedicated her life to fighting for social justice, particularly women's and lgbt rights. I am the conservative Christians worst nightmare in a person and god set himself up as my enemy. I was Christian for years, and it never did me good, before I was a Christian, I was bullied by Christians relentlessly because of Christianity, afterward, the church took over my life, turned my own mom against me, I was raped by a Christian, it just caused me too much pain to mention... I recently left Christianity, which is the best choice I ever made, but I can't escape it because my mom is super religious. And even though I left, I see a new article every day about how god hates me for this or that aspect of myself.... And I can't handle it. I can't just leave. The hatred, pure hatred keeps building up... And if he had a neck, I'd choke it with my bare hands... But he doesn't. In fact, he's not there at all. I have no desire to scream at a wall. And I'm not angry, that's not what I feel. I feel a theocidal hatred, and there's no outlet for any of it and I don't know what to do... Help.
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