The weight of being gay in Nigeria
I'm exhausted from living in secrecy, carrying this burden. As a gay Muslim Nigerian, I'm torn between embracing my identity and avoiding rejection, and I'm afraid it is starting to get dark. Love shouldn't be forbidden, but the fear of judgment, imprisonment, and hate crimes is suffocating, I'm anxious about the future, unsure of which path to take: Do I stay and risk being imprisoned or attacked? Or do I leave behind everything I know and start anew in a foreign land? It's heartbreaking that being gay is often a sad story, why does it have to be this way? Why can't society understand that love knows no boundaries? As every other gay person I have tried everything to get "fixed", fix how I was made? Of course that isn't going to work. To come in terms with my sexuality is witnessing the diversity of God's creation Why would God discriminate against one just because of their sexual orientation? "My parents would have gamely consented to an early procedure to ensure I end up straight, had one existence" Hanif Garrett Kiriakos, which is a terrible way of thinking.
To those homophobic incels who'll inevitably come for me with hate, I will not be wasting time of trash like you.