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Literally me???? When I'm a trans lesbian, I am the juice of patriarchy with glitter (yes, a radfem deadass called the trans community glitter patriarchy) and a fucking threat to women's safety and lesbian culture, but when I'm a trans lesbian who was born with a uterus I am just a “poor little girl groomed into internalised misogyny”, like.... Bitch, chill out I'm just genderfluid and genderqueer. 🥲
Sooo weird how when people interpret me as a gay trans man they think I’m a perverted women with a fetish trying to rape gay men but if I’m interpreted as a straight trans man they think I’m a poor butch lesbian who was indoctrinated by the trans agenda….
Like what if I’m just some guy. Why do I have to be a pervert or victim. Why can’t I just be a person.
Amidst the vibrant cultures and landscapes of Kakuma, Kenya, a heart-wrenching reality persists for LGBTIQ asylum seekers and refugees. They face unique challenges, including discrimination and lack of adequate protection. This vulnerable community is in dire need of international attention and humanitarian aid to ensure their safety and well-being.
The stories emerging from Kakuma are both moving and alarming. LGBTIQ individuals, fleeing persecution from their home countries, find themselves in a precarious situation. Despite seeking refuge, they continue to face threats and exclusion, often living in fear and isolation. Their resilience is admirable, but the urgency of their situation cannot be overstated.
We are calling on the global community for emergency support. These individuals urgently need relocation to safer environments where their rights and dignities are respected. Your voice, advocacy, and donations can make a profound difference. Join us in standing with the LGBTIQ asylum seekers and refugees in Kakuma – let’s help them find safety and peace.
Spare anything you can am sure it will mean a lot in the lives of the lgbtiqa+ refugees in kakuma refugee camp through their fundraiser below:
#AmnestyInternational #HumanRightsViolations #LGBTIQRights #JenniferAniston #JenniferLawrence #Justice #SenatorJoelVillanuevab #protectioninternational #Americanrefugeedepartment #internationalmigration #americanews #Americanembassy #Canadianembassy
From Hidden to Heard: My Coming Out Story and What Followed
Growing up in a conservative Catholic family in Uganda, my childhood was steeped in religious teachings and traditional values. From a young age, I was taught to adhere to the doctrines of the Church, which included a strict stance against homosexuality. The sermons I heard every Sunday were filled with fire and brimstone, painting a picture of LGBTQI+ individuals as sinners destined for eternal damnation. These messages were reinforced at home, where any deviation from the norm was met with harsh criticism and condemnation.
As a child, I didn't fully understand my feelings. I just knew that I was different. I felt an attraction to other boys, but I quickly learned to suppress these feelings. The fear of rejection and the desire to fit in were powerful motivators. I became adept at hiding my true self, putting on a mask of conformity to avoid the scorn and ridicule that I knew would come if my secret were discovered.
My teenage years were a tumultuous time. The pressure to conform to societal expectations was immense, and I struggled with feelings of guilt and shame. I prayed fervently for God to change me, to make me "normal." But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't change who I was. The internal conflict was exhausting, and I often felt like I was living a double life.
In an attempt to find solace and acceptance, I joined the Brothers of St. Charles Lwanga, a religious congregation known for its strict adherence to Catholic teachings. I hoped that by immersing myself in this community, I could find a sense of belonging and perhaps even change my orientation. But the reality was far different from what I had imagined.
The environment within the congregation was stifling. The same messages of hate and intolerance that I had heard growing up were even more pronounced here. The scriptures were weaponized to justify discrimination and bigotry, and any deviation from the norm was harshly punished. I felt like I was suffocating, trapped in a place that was supposed to be a sanctuary but was instead a prison.
The turning point came during a particularly vitriolic sermon. The priest described LGBTQI+ individuals as "tools of the devil," "mentally unstable," and "agents of darkness." As I sat in the pew, listening to these hateful words, something inside me snapped. I realized that I couldn't continue living a lie. I couldn't keep pretending to be someone I wasn't. I had to break free from the chains of misinformation and hate that had bound me for so long.
Leaving the formation house was one of the hardest decisions I ever made. I knew that by doing so, I was stepping into the unknown. I had no idea what the future held, but I knew that I couldn't continue living a lie. I had to be true to myself, no matter the cost.
Coming out to my family was a daunting task. I knew that their reaction would be harsh, but I also knew that I couldn't continue living in the shadows. When I finally mustered the courage to tell them, their reaction was even worse than I had anticipated. They accused me of submitting to "underground powers" and selling my soul for quick wealth, fame, and influence. They believed that I had given in to "dark powers" and was now a pawn in their game of manipulation.
The accusations didn't stop there. They started spreading rumors that I had joined the Illuminati and was now recruiting others into this secret society. This caused fear and suspicion among my siblings, who began to distance themselves from me. The most painful accusation was that I had traded my fertility for success. "Gays can't have children," they said, "because you've given your sperm to the underground powers."
Lately am now a spokesperson for the queer people living in block 6 of kakuma refugee camp in kenya. I do call for support through our fundraiser below:
https://gofund.me/070b9620
Help please with some more food 🌈🌈🙏🙏
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Help please 😭😭😭.
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Hello friend and allies, am here to request you please to help me please with any kind of assistance so that I can pay my medical bills and to get some more drinks since am loosing consciousness these days and am not felling better.
Today I have finished drip water and I get almost 4 and unfortunately am still having some more medicine to get.
I call for more assistance to safe my life, the refugee camp we are living is totally terribly 🙏🏳️⚧️🌈
Help please 😭😭😭😭😭😭
HELP STILL NEEDED AND AM STILL IN PAIN, UNFORTUNATELY NO HELP YET.
Help please 😭😭😭😭😭😭
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https://gofund.me/070b9620.
Help the queer LGBTQ refugee's in golomu refugee camp in South Sudan 😭 to survive.
The situation we are living is totally terrible and day today is always alarming 😭 due to little food and other basic necessities.
https://gofund.me/070b9620.
Help us to get some more food and other basic needs 🌈🙏 the situation is totally terrible in this horrible refugee camp we are living, I thank you so all of you to stand with to get food 🙏, I call upon other more people to help us so that we can live here with food.
No cage? Time to play 😈
Please REBLOG!
These have been my wishes all my life until 2005 when I promised to myself to live my authentic self from this day and everyday forward. I flipped off society and my family and now am the happiest woman I've ever been. I'd be the happiest woman in the world if not for societies ignorance and hatred and thus financial struggles. But that still does not change how happy I feel inside. People ask me if I regret living my correct gender. Oh hell no, I'd never go back to pretending, hiding my true self. That caused me severe depression. Why would I live for how others want me to live? That's just so wrong.
It's genetic and biological. It's past down in bloodlines. It usually skips a generation, but not always, before the gene expresses itself again. Overs 3000 peer reviewed papers have been published on transgender. In 1887 the medical establishment declared trans people, (although they didn't use transgender as that was not used yet) a subset of intersex. It's has a genetic connection. This is science, people
I want a binder! I want a binder!
I wish binders were free, man. This sucks, I don't want the jigglies anymore.
- Max / Kenneth
Front: Matthew (void/he/star/eclipse), Evan (xe/they), Eclipse (they/them)
The dysphoria was hitting us like a truck today. No idea why, it just was. Maybe because, since Saturday or Sunday, we've been planning to dress hypermasculine tomorrow? And we're excited for that? No fricking clue, man.
- Max / Kenneth
Front: Andie (he/she/web)
We (most likely) get to see our (fellow trans) brother today! :D
We're excited lol—we made a bracelet for him at school a couple weeks ago with his favorite color, the trans flag, and his name, and we can't wait to see how he reacts!
So hopefully, we'll actually get to see him.
- Max / Kenneth
Front: Andie (he/she/web)
Side note, I've been in front a lot recently. I wonder why that is... I'm literally just a fictive, I have no other role. xD