Buje / Nigeria
“When I was 19 years old my mother caught me having sex with my friend. She called my brothers and sisters. She told them. Since then, I became different in the family. My brothers started showing me hatred and discrimination. After then my family called me to have a meeting about me. When I came and sat at the meeting I feel I should just kill myself. I started regretting and crying. I started pleading and begging them. I felt as if I don’t exist.
After some months after that incident another relevant issue happened again and lead me to the prison. Then I saw the greatest humiliation in my life. I started praying that God should take my life so that I can rest because of the difficulties and maltreatment I faced in the prison from the prison warders. They asked us to carry faeces and wash plates and clothes and showed us hatred. If I pass by the cell they will be saying “this is that Gay person that fucks men.” Everyday I cried.
After I came out of the prison my family rejected me. Then I entered another serious problem. Everyday I prayed that God would take my life so I could rest. It was hard but after some time my family accepted me but still didn’t treat me like a family member. They didn’t give me food. And when I was sick no one cared for me. They were saying to me “God should take your life away so that everyone will have peace because you have caused such shame to our family”.
After I recovered from being sick I came to someone who washes cars behind my street for a job. A week later the people in my area met the person who runs the car wash and asked him to send me away from the place. He didn’t have an option but to send me away. I became nothing, and nobody. No studies, no food.
Any time I remember my family and my mother, the hate they have for me, I will just be crying, I want to die. I came back to Jos after a week to stay with my friend. The family of my friend said I should leave their house. I became homeless, had no family, nothing. It became difficult for me.
There is no end to this suffering, until God wills it. But for now I am thinking even if it is house help I can do for work, so I can just get a place to stay, and something to eat. Just until my parents will understand and accept me like before.”
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11 comments on “Buje’s Story”
Don’t give up
Please be strong.
Buje, this breaks my heart to hear. I only hope that you have found peace and just know that there are people that do love you. A revolution is happening for the lgbt community and you have so many that stand by your side. don’t give up.
I would be proud to call you my son. your family is losing out…
please don’t give up.
this made me cry. i’m so sorry this happened to you. don’t give up on life. please
hi anonymous! i’d like to write about your and your wife’s envisioned shelter in south Africa.. i’m based in Johannesburg and i’d like to write about it. such services really need great support. please do get in touch with your email address if you don’t mind. thanks.
Your day will come. Stay strong, you are a child of god, no matter what they tell you. Nothing can separate you from God’s Love: NOTHING!
I’ll pray for you
Stay strong my friend, one this will change. you are part of a big revolution <3 Take care
Me and my wife we on a process of opening a shelter for lgbti in south africa. I really do hope that you will still be around come to s.a we will look after you,god is love.
Is tHAT SHELTER FUNCTIONING ALREADY? kNOW TWO PEOPLE WHO DESPERATELY NEED HELP.
There js another man on here from kenya that now lives in a town ship in south africa and just wants to die. Please write him an inform him