Finding Strength in Exile: My Journey of Survival and Hope
I never thought I would have to leave the home I loved, the streets where I played as a child, or the family I thought would stand by me. But when the truth about my identity came to light, my world fell apart. The community I had grown up in turned against me, and even my own family rejected me because of my sexuality.
With my life in danger, I fled my home country, hoping to find safety and acceptance in Kenya. But instead of refuge, I found even more hardship.
Kenya was meant to be a fresh start, a place where I could rebuild. But it quickly became another battleground. I faced attacks and hostility from my fellow refugees, people who, like me, were seeking safety but instead turned their pain and anger on me.
I had to leave again, forced to seek safety in another country. Although I escaped the violence, the struggles didn’t end. I am now faced with daily challenges to secure even the most basic necessities—food, clean water, and medication.
A Call for Kindness and Support
Through all of this, I have clung to hope. I believe in the strength of the queer community—a family bound not by blood but by shared experiences, courage, and resilience. I know we have the power to lift each other up in times of need.
I am asking for help from my queer brothers and sisters, allies, and anyone who believes in the dignity and worth of every human being. Your support can help me survive these difficult days. Whether it’s a donation or simply sharing my story, every little act of kindness matters.
How You Can Help
If you’re able to contribute, please consider donating . Your support will go toward helping me access food, clean drinking water, and necessary medication. If you cannot donate, sharing this post with others who might be able to help is equally valuable.
My journey has been one of hardship, but it has also been one of resilience. I refuse to let the rejection I’ve faced define me. Instead, I hold on to the belief that kindness and compassion can change lives—even in the darkest times.
To anyone reading this who is also struggling: know that you are not alone. Together, we are stronger. Thank you for being a part of my journey.
