''Why I Hate Christian Religion'' - Charly Boy

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The first 20yrs of my life, I seriously had this dream of being a priest. I was overfed with an overdose of religion which has always been a very serious business in my family. You dare not be late for morning mass or else you get the whipping of your life, yes my father was that strict, no nonsense when it came to going to church or anything spiritual. That’s where I’m coming from, we were a family that prayed together and were very staunch Catholics for that matter. 

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Dearest Ọmọ Oódua Readers: I love my fiance but I hate his family

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I'm engaged to a really nice man but I'm considering calling off the engagement because I hate his family. He's from among the prominent rich families in Lagos and they're of the worst breed. They're controlling, they do not mind their business, they tell their children what to do, they make their decisions for them and their matriarch is the opinion of the family.

Nobody dares question her decisions or argues with her. My fiance's sister said I have to stop my job after I marry to their family. My future mother-in-law has summoned my dad to her home on several occasions, asking him the absolute most belittling questions. She even had their family doctor examine me, and the doctor asked me exactly how many men I've been with in the past and if I've ever had an abortion. 

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How To Get A Girl To Hate You In 5 Steps

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Just ignore her. If she calls you, keep the call short and make excuses for hanging up. When she talks to you, do not make eye contact with her and almost seem totally uninterested in what she has to say.

Tell her friends you don't like her. So then they can tell her how you feel.

Tell her you have a girlfriend. When she tries to ask you out, tell her straight-up that you have a girlfriend. Tell her this: "Listen, (whatever the girl name is), I have a girlfriend so I can't go out with you. Okay?"

Be friendly with another girl,but not intimate, just friendly. Get a girl that you know and spend less than normal time with her. When your "crusher" comes along, hold hands with another girl and walk past her.

Lie frequently. If she asks you what your type in a girl is and she is the Gothic type, tell her that you like Californian-like girls. Or, if she asks if you have a girlfriend and you don't, tell her that you do.

8 Reasons Why I Hate Born-again Christians - Uzodike Okafor

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Number One – They claim to know and understand everything.  Number Two – They believe that their ideas and perception of things is the absolute truth and any other contrary opinion is garbage.  Number Three – They have a very poor dressing habit.   Number Four – They hardly accept people the way they are. Always looking for who to change to become like them by fire by force.   Number Five – They use the name of God to blackmail people. By this I mean trying to persuade you to do what you don’t want to do in the name of doing it for God. 

Number Six – They pretend a lot.  Number Seven – They hardly make use of their natural instincts or thinking faculty. To them, nothing is true except it is written in the bible.  Number Eight – They focus more on threatening people with the existence of hell fire instead of advising them on how to lead a better life.

Confession: 'I Hate My Mother And I Want To Kill Her'

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This is my true life story. I hate my mother and i feel like killing her. Yes I hate her so much. Just before you start insulting me hear my story.

It all started when my mum got pregnant at the age of 20, according to what I heard, her father was very poor and never had time for the family. When a rich family who have been childless for ten years heard about her they offered to buy the baby from her and she foolishly agreed. In fact that was the beginning of suffering for me, at age 0-5 everything was OK, in fact they treated me as their own child. But when I clocked five(5) my adopted mother became pregnant and every one felt it was as a result of my good luck.