Ishmel / Nigeria
“When I was a small boy I faced many challenges in my life and I will call it a misery to my life. I was a young ghetto gay child. I grew up in a community which they hate me. In my street some of them wish death on me. I even sent away from my parents. They said they don’t want to see me again. Some of my friends quit their friendship that is between us. So I face many problems in such a way that I can’t feed up myself nobody show care about me there is a time that my friend visit me he came to my house while I am sweeping the floor. I saw some of my street people they entered into my house that they want to investige that the hard rumors that I am a gay boy. My mother denied the allegation that they want to put on me. They start beating us. They take us to prison. They don’t give us food. And they embarrass us in front of public. I spent almost one month in prison with not enough food, no taking bath, not even seeing sunlight. The first day that I was taken to prison. I spent three days without eating food and they put me in a place where I can’t move more than four feet. And the most embarrassing thing I will urinate and sleep there on the floor without any mattress and every morning they assemble us in public. They will ask us to remove our clothes and pour cold water on us and start beating us. Sometime I even lose control. After that they took us back to cage, our cell room. Before they start giving us food we spent four days in a place where you can’t see anybody, no light, in a very deep darkness. And after I release I face many problems with my relatives and my friends.. My parents sent me away from there and said they don’t give me shelter again. They abandon me. Some of my relatives yet are not talking to me. Some they even said I am not their brother. My sisters are not even talking to me now. And now I am not with my parents because everybody hates me so I have to leave there to struggle and survive. They are not paying any school fees for me now. Sometimes I even think that I should leave the world because of the terrible condition that I found myself in. I need help from the whole world, to forge ahead with my studies. I need my parents to give me back the love they showed to me when I was a small boy because I can’t live without them, but the condition that I found myself in make me to live without them, so I need their love back.”
3 comments on “Ishmel”
I am gay and from the ghetto and for the most part excepted. Trust me no matter how bad life gets it will get better eventually but for now stay strong.
Hello Ishmel, I read your story and I am so sorry that you had to go through this awful moments, and that you are still unhappy and longing for your parents’ love… I can only imagine how this all feels, and I want you to know that you are not alone, no matter how it looks like now. One day, you will be happy and living the life you want to live, and you will get love from people around you who will care for you. Stay strong.
YOU’RE VERY BRAVE FOR TELLING YOUR STORY. I have NEVER BEEN TO NIGERIA BUT I KNOW IT’S BAD FOR LGBT. I HOPE THINGS GET BETTER FOR YOU. IF I HAD MONEY I’D GET YOU OUT of THERE BUT I DON’T SO ALL I CAN SEND IS GOOD WISHES AND THOUGHTS. STAY STRONG. YOU’RE A STRONG MAN.