Struggle of Muslim Lesbian

My name is Nzee, I am basically from Pakistan living here in United States from past 4 years. I am born Muslim and proud to call myself Muslim. But I can’t deny the fact that I am lesbian, why it’s happened I don’t know. I sure have a person I want to marry. To me… Read more »

Posted by Nzee

Reality is Your World

I was born as a first child in a near-broken, religious family. Since I was 4 years old, adults around me said that I had something that might be different than most of the children with same age as me. That thing is becoming lucid as I grow, and I knew it when I went… Read more »

Posted by Itzi

An Untold Story – From Negligence to Revelation

“Failing to cope with the dysphoria I face, my only refuge is pretending to be a eunuch instead of a woman that I appear to the world; another painful attempt to stifle my voice from declaring my true identity to the world – to die once more, to lose myself once again.” Being a transgender… Read more »

Posted by Sumair Khan

Muslim and Pan

So, I’m a Muslim teenage girl. Your average 17-year-old. I’ve recently come to terms with the fact that I’m pansexual. So, this is just me “coming out” to myself, you could say. It’s not much of a story. But, it sucks because I live in a country where homosexuality is punishable by death, and the… Read more »

Posted by Anonymous


My name is David Berihun Kohen and here is my story. Gambia is an enclave country in West Africa mostly surrounded by Senegal with a short strip of its coastline bordered by the Atlantic Ocean at its western end. It is the smallest country on mainland Africa. Its area is 10,689 square kilometers (4,127 square… Read more »

Posted by David Berihun Kohen

Coming Out to a Friend

I first met Sam (not his real name) when I gained admission to university. It was my first real taste of freedom, as I was leaving home to study in another town with no parents to watch my every move. With my new-found freedom, I decided to do all the things I’ve always wanted to… Read more »

Posted by Danjuma

Do I Need a Second Coming Out?

When I was thirteen years old I came out to my mom. I guess I won’t be wrong to say that my coming was more of an accident than a choice. You see, when I realized that I had sexual desires for boys rather than for girls, as is the general norm in my society,… Read more »

Posted by Danjuma