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Alright, so the title is just a joke. It is true and I do have a serious and problem and want you to answer me but I thought maybe it would filter out the silly little creationists and the atheists.
Just in case you didn’t know, I’m an atheist. Just to make it clear.
I’m rather new to atheism. I used to believe in God but I decided it was obsolete and didn’t make sense. Now, it seems that my mother cries all the time about the fact that I’m apparently “going to hell.” My friends don’t like the idea of it and I have no atheist friends that I can relate with. I live in North Carolina and there is a very big Christian influence and I have to deal with my best friend telling me all the time,”You know being an atheist doesn’t make sense right? I mean, it is just stupid. You just want to do what you want to do and not want to be wrong.” He told me that over the phone today while my mother screamed at me and told me simultaneously,”You are going to hell and you know that the Bible is the only truth and the only way. I don’t care what you say. You will be a Christian again and believe the RIGHT way.”
I was so embarrassed and didn’t know how to handle it so I said,”Just because you believe what you’re told from some dusty book and the idea of hell was probably borrowed from other cultures considering others having the same idea and you just can’t face the fact of dying and no after-life.” She said to that,”No, they borrowed the idea from us.” I told her,”Mama, you are a woman of European descent and you aren’t even affiliated with the ancient Jewish people other than copying their beliefs in a remote way. They didn’t borrow nothing from you.”
I hear stuff like this daily. How do I stop having to hear how I am going to die in hell and that Jesus loves me all at the same time? I cannot stand having to hear it. What do I do? My mother made me go to church last Sunday and it is just driving me crazy. Please, I need advice. Thanks for your time.

I’m 16. My mama died when I was just a few hours old. She had been told years before not to have any more babies,because she ran the chance of bleeding to death if she did. My dad wanted her to abort me and firmly declared that I could not possibly be his child,because he had been sleeping on the couch for the past year since my older brother and sister were born and hadn’t had sex with her. When I was born I had clubbed feet and a cleft lip. My dad refused to hold me and gave me to his mother until I was 4 years old. That’s how much he hated me!
He came to the US as a refugee when the Soviet Union fell apart. My mama was american. My daddy was so young at the time and he insisted that he had fathered so many kids by his wife(my mama) and a son by another woman that he had no idea how he was going to support his brood.
He has told me on several occasions that if he had attempted to raise me from birth he probably would’ve done something crazy like smother me with a pillow!
My granny,his mother, fled here to the UK. About a year after mama died, daddy brought my older brothers and sister and moved here,too. He finished university and became successful, but even his success hasn’t made him love me! I have my “niche” in the family,yet my dad never seems to quite as proud of me as he is everyone else.
My mama had a few kids when she married my dad. I have asked about them and guess what he tells me? “Be glad I kept you, dammit!”
My older siblings tell me to keep my mouth shut about our half-siblings and be glad I live here,too! Sometimes when he’s really mad my dad refers to as “the B*stard”.