Imran / Uganda
“It all began in college I was dating with this guy who one time tries to go into penetrative sex, and I told him we should wait, he was pissed so he went ahead telling all my other friends and class mates that I was gay and tried to seduce him but he refused, he did all this behind my back, it reached a time it spread to my dormitory till one time a friend confronted me and asked me if I was gay he was a class above me and he approached me on the playground along with his friends.
I was so embarrassed, I felt small, out of place and froze for a moment but I denied it because I feared the consequences, next morning I went to class and found a drawing mocking me on the blackboard and when I got in everyone looked at me in hatred, disgusting way to the extent that they pulled their lockers away from mine and I was left isolated.
So when the teacher came in and asked why the class was acting strange one guy went ahead and shouted than Imran is gay and can’t be anywhere near him. Immediately got aching stomach, I was shaking. I felt like dying or sinking into the floor.
With time it became worse it had spread over the entire school in less than a week, a group of students stormed my bed one morning cursing, some spitting on me pushing me and then went ahead to strike that they wanted me out of school because I was gay.
It got worse at this point even the school administration couldn’t take it any more so they had to involve in my parents (mother a single mother). I was locked in the headmaster’s office for my safety till later on.
She didn’t even have to listen o what am to say, she told me I was a disgrace and I wasn’t worthy being her son, she went ahead to disowning me there and then in front of the entire school and its staff and that I would rather be dead than having me alive as gay.
She then walked away and left me on my knees begging for her atleast listen to what I have to say, the head teacher then asked me to leave his school, I left school while being mocked , laughed at, one that day hated myself to the extreme I felt I wasn’t worthy living, where was I to start from? How when the only person I trusted in the world turned her back on me? And this was the beginning of my suffering.”
Dear Imran, Your story just took my breath away, yours and all of the other people who have been abused and abandoned by their families, the very ones who are supposed to support and protect you. The shame, the embarrassment is not your fault.. All of that negativity is coming from within them, from within their own limitations, their own narrow views, their own fears, superstitions, unquestioned social rules. All you, all each and every single person who has dared to live and love and be a part of life, Sweetheart, all you have done is be yourself. you have not caused your families or your neighborhoods or your tribes or cultures embarrassment or pain…that they are feeling that way is their choice!
Imran you have not done anything to bring upon yourself this pain, abuse and abandonment. I sincerely hope that since you wrote your story life has changed for the better. But always keep in mind that how people act, react, respond..it is not your fault! You just work at being yourself.! That will be a blessing enough for the world…and that goes for everyone who reads this! oxojen
most of the Gay people ı got to know ın my lıfe turned out to be much more trustworthy than most of those who were straıght. sexual PREFERENCES never does mean to ENGENDER good or bad character… one thıng ı know ıs: lıve and let lıve!