I love cilantro, but hate everything else on this list. It's nothing more than a mental block.
When I was little, my stepmom was an unmedicated bipolar. She would make shit like canned beets, give me a serving the size a lumberjack would eat, and try to make me eat it all. She wouldn't let me leave the table, until they were all gone, and let me tell you, I had some willpower when I was six. She would also get me so worked up over dinner, that I would throw up all over my plate, and she would just clean the barf up, then give me back what was under it so she "wouldn't waste food".
To this day, I can't eat anything that she forced me to eat as a kid, and the list is quite long, of things I won't eat. The aversion is so bad, that my kids have yet to eat any of it either, because I can't have it in my house.