refugerefugees256
Hello platform, this is ablog for queer refugees. Dm our posts if you can. https://gofund.me/06ce1a52
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A cry out for help
We are over 200 LGBT refugees who lost there homes due to being chased away by our the government , family a friends that discriminated us because of our chosen gender .
We ended up in kakuma refugee camp in kenya were we lived for several years facing Homophobic attacks from the other refugees in camp the camp
Our homes were burnt down , properties stolen and some of us ended up loosing our lives .We were left in running ad hiding out identity to survive in camp for several years without having a home to stay in .
we mad a community of our own were we Slept outside guarding our selves
We were eventually chased away by the community that didn't want our presence in the camp anymore thus running into south sudan the nearest country we could get to
Due to the wars that are happening we ended up in another refugee resettlement around a war area were we are left in terror
With UN trying to advocate for our rights. We were left trapped around a war area without any were to put our heads to lie own but the general tents that were provided for us to stay in
To anyone that can listen to our story and followed our story all these years . We need your help in getting shelter, food , medical care here were we are as we are left alone and disowned by every community
Love is a rainbow of all kinds, and each color is equally beautiful. 🌈💖 Pride is not just a celebration of love, but a declaration that our uniqueness is what makes us whole. It’s about embracing who we are, unapologetically and with confidence. Whether you’re loud and proud or quietly strong, your love matters and it shines brighter than any of the hate out there. Together, we create a world where everyone can love freely, where authenticity is the highest form of courage. Here’s to making the world a little more colorful, one unique love story at a time. Keep shining, keep loving, and never let anyone dim your light.
A cry out for help
We are over 200 LGBT refugees who lost there homes due to being chased away by our the government , family a friends that discriminated us because of our chosen gender .
We ended up in kakuma refugee camp in kenya were we lived for several years facing Homophobic attacks from the other refugees in camp the camp
Our homes were burnt down , properties stolen and some of us ended up loosing our lives .We were left in running ad hiding out identity to survive in camp for several years without having a home to stay in .
we mad a community of our own were we Slept outside guarding our selves
We were eventually chased away by the community that didn't want our presence in the camp anymore thus running into south sudan the nearest country we could get to
Due to the wars that are happening we ended up in another refugee resettlement around a war area were we are left in terror
With UN trying to advocate for our rights. We were left trapped around a war area without any were to put our heads to lie own but the general tents that were provided for us to stay in
To anyone that can listen to our story and followed our story all these years . We need your help in getting shelter, food , medical care here were we are as we are left alone and disowned by every community
Attention!!
if you have a couple of minutes to spare please consider reading and especially if you are Gay, lesbian, bisexual or just queer/apart of the lgbtq community
This is a message shared by Birasa from Rwanda Africa
“I'm a person who fled persecution and left my six bedroom house and a shop inorder to save my life in 2020.
When I fled I went to Kenya were i requested UNHCR to provide me with protect and they took me to their camp called kakuma refugee camp. When I reached there the truth was there was no protection just to see fellow refugees being killed by my naked eyes and no UNHCR came to solve the situations.
I live a life full of discrimination, attacks, isolations, torture and the worse was starvation and most of the times I used to take porridge and water with my friends not only that but also to get medication it was very hard because all the doctors were homophobic to our sexual identities.
The insecurities were many and we decided to call for a dialogue meeting with UNHCR and the government of Kenya. This was in 2023 December. Disappointingly what they told us was inhuman. "The government told us that they had no room for queer refugees in their country 'Kenya"... This forced us queers to look for another nearby county that would accept us to be host refugees and that was South Sudan.
All of us are now here in Sudan in gorom refugee settlement camp.
What makes us annoyed is that what we thought to get safety was wrong only to find that is again worse that Kenya. The levels of inhumanity here are on high levels. This is why I reach out and spread awareness so that we can get support and advocacy. Any kind of support can make aton to our suffering.”
They have reached out to me in hopes i can help spread their story.
Unfortunately i am unable to help but i know my lovely moots and other people who will come across this post will be able to if by donating or just reposting.
Please, out of the kindness in your heart, make this beautiful persons day and donate ❤️
the world would benefit from more kindness as it desperately needs it
-> https://gofund.me/06ce1a52
Trapped in the refugee camp:
A Story of Struggle and Survival
In the heart of Sudan, hidden away from the world’s eyes, lies Gorom refugee settlement—a place meant to be a sanctuary but has instead become a prison for many. The air is thick with despair, and the ground carries the weight of countless untold stories of suffering.
For those who have found themselves trapped here, Gorom is not just a camp—it is a battlefield of survival, where pain, hunger, and hopelessness are daily companions. The scars of Gorom are not just visible on bodies but deeply etched into minds and souls. Some carry physical wounds, beaten and bruised by those who see them as less than human. Others fight invisible battles, haunted by memories of their past and the grim reality of their present.
Among the most vulnerable are the LGBT refugees—those who fled from persecution, thinking they had reached a place of safety, only to realize they had escaped one nightmare for another. The attacks do not stop; the hate follows them even here. In the darkness of the night, shelters are burned, people are attacked, and cries for help go unanswered.
Some, lucky enough to have sponsors or well-wishers, find their way to private hospitals, where their wounds—both seen and unseen—are treated. But many are left behind, stuck in a cycle of pain with no way out. They sit in makeshift shelters, clutching their injuries, feeling their bodies weaken, their minds shatter, their hope disappear.
And so, they ask themselves: Why? Why did we end up here?
It is a question that has no answer, only silence. A silence that echoes through the walls of Gorom, carrying the stories of those who still fight, those who still hope, and those who are slowly fading away.
