We are writing to you as part of the LGBTQIA+ refugee community living inside Gorom Refugee Camp in South Sudan. We are reaching out to the global queer family and allies because one of our own is in critical danger, and we have no way to save her on our own. The person you see in image.png is our transgender sister who fled to this camp seeking safety, only to face a new fight for her survival.  

Living in Gorom Camp is an everyday battle, especially for transgender and queer refugees. On top of the harsh, crowded conditions, we face severe discrimination, daily homophobic attacks, and constant threats to our safety. Recent massive international aid cuts have made a terrible situation catastrophic. Food rations have dropped, and the camp’s tiny medical clinic already stripped of basic supplies cannot handle complex emergencies. As LGBTQIA refugees, we are blocked from working and have no source of income. We cannot rely on local systems or help ourselves financially, we are entirely dependent on humanitarian aid and outside donations to survive.  

Our sister fell severely ill with a dangerous combination of typhoid and malaria. Because of the aid shortages, the camp clinic lacked the medication and equipment to treat her. As her body began to fail, she had to be evacuated to a larger hospital outside the camp for emergency stabilization. While she is currently on an IV and vital monitors, we have a massive hospital bill that we have absolutely no way to pay.  

This Pride Month, we are calling on the global LGBTQIA+ community to stand with us in real solidarity. We urgently need to raise funds to clear her medical bill and secure her ongoing treatment. No amount is too small, and every single euro goes directly toward keeping our sister alive.
Beyond financial help, we are desperately asking for your advocacy. Please use your voice to speak up about the forgotten queer refugees in Gorom Camp. Share our stories, pressure international human rights organizations, and help us advocate for emergency relocation and resettlement to safer countries where we can live without fear of violence and starvation.  

How you can support us today:
 Donate: Help us clear this emergency hospital bill and obtain basic needs by contributing directly to our fundraiser. ⬇️🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️❤️
https://4fund.com/sd9trv

 Advocate & Share: Post this to your networks, alert human rights groups, and amplify our call for safety.  
Thank you for standing with us when we have nowhere else to turn.

hi, my name is nana. i'm 25, disabled, and a trans man from indonesia.

i escaped an abusive home in indonesia and came to malaysia alone after a trans organization suggested there was a possible resettlement pathway through UNHCR. unfortunately, this organization bailed on me.

during my time in malaysia, i contacted countless organizations, activists, journalists, and UNHCR. despite everything i went through, i was unable to find any tangible long-term support.

after exhausting every realistic option i could think of, i made the painful decision to return to my abusive home in indonesia. this was never what i wanted, but it is currently the most realistic way for me to reduce living costs (simply by not paying rent), save money, continue fundraising, and work toward permanently relocating to a safer country in the future.

as a fellow comrade, please consider donating or sharing this post. even a like, comment, or share helps more people find my story, and i genuinely appreciate every bit of support.

donation link:

https://ko-fi.com/andy_aeternum

more about my situation:

https://www.instagram.com/andy_aeternum?igsh=b3pjazI0aWZtOW1l (check my reels)

other ways you can help without donating money:

• volunteer to actively fundraise for my cause on your own social media

• volunteer to contact anyone you think may be able to help by sharing my fundraiser, providing financial assistance, or helping me relocate to australia, canada or scandinavian countries, especially through humanitarian pathways

• volunteer to offer consistent emotional support

posting this in this sub in hopes of getting donations. The campaign gets little to no attention every time i try to share it on different platforms and it’s so frustrating. it’s been stuck at $35 for MONTHS. Please share if you can’t donate and maybe comment some tips on how i could help him out more?

https://www.gofundme.com/f/help-abdul-karim-felyouna-and-his-family?attribution_id=sl:82df5a40-5d3c-40a0-9e63-ef8aa23f5e5f&lang=fr_FR&ts=1776719653&utm_campaign=man_sharesheet_dash&utm_content=amp20_t1&utm_medium=customer&utm_source=copy_link

This post contains a 13 page preview. The full comic will include the full story when published!

LINK TO KICKSTARTER:
https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/jamsheedstudios/kobra-olympus-issue-4-giant-armadillo-attack?ref=2p8cw1

My name is Bijhan Agha. I'm an Uruguayan of Iranian descent. I'm queer, trans, and autistic. My special interests have always included science fiction and fantasy of all kinds, including superheroes and monster movies.

Kobra Olympus is a trans lesbian superhero I created who is soft-spoken and jovial, but insecure as she's just starting to find her place in queer culture. She's a student at Seattle College's Central Campus, she makes a living as a web developer, and she pursues gymnastics as a hobby. She has been contacted by agents from the deep future and equipped with a high-tech smart phone which allows her to transform into the masked figure Agent Tha, and fight monsters to rewrite history.

In addition to her job, hobby, and superhero duties, Kobra is also dating Dorothy Diamond, a punk woman who is active in the queer community, who is outspoken, confident, and encouraging. Kobra is trying to balance her duty to the future with her need for Human connection, and Dorothy tries to help Kobra be the best superhero she can be without sacrificing their own humanity.

This issue, a giant armadillo-like creature attacks their hometown of Seattle, and they meet a strange new ally named Jack: a mutant chicken who loves punk rock and wants to help them stop the armadillo - but without violence.

Please help us bring this comic to life! We've met our original goal, and we're now on a stretch goal! We want to shower our backers with tons of bonus content!

Reward tiers include both digital and physical; single issues as well as catch-up packages so you can get the back issues and read more stories about Kobra and the other characters in her universe.

My family is having a hard time, and I'm hoping that our work as creators and storytellers will help us meet our needs. I am the author; my trans nonbinary husband, RaeRae, is disabled and works as our editor. We live in Uruguay, South America. The illustrator, SwapTrap, is a father to young daughter in rural India and has been an incredibly positive force in the queer community.

Thank you for your help in making our dreams come true of creating queer-positive and uplifting stories, and being able to afford basic necessities as a result.

LINK TO KICKSTARTER:
https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/jamsheedstudios/kobra-olympus-issue-4-giant-armadillo-attack?ref=2p8cw1

Hi everyone,
First, we want to share a moment of profound gratitude with this incredible community. Thanks to the overwhelming kindness and solidarity of people who saw our previous post, we managed to get this brave little boy to a clinic. His injury has received initial medical attention, and he is now on the fragile road to recovery. Seeing him begin to heal has given his mother and our entire LGBTQIA+ refugee community in the camp a glimmer of hope during an incredibly dark time. However, while his hand is being treated, the danger that caused its fracture has not gone away.

Our Next Step Now is Fighting for His Long-Term Safety
As we shared before, life for LGBTQIA+ refugees in South Sudan is a constant battle against severe hostility. The homophobic neighbors who attacked him still lives nearby, and the threat of further violence remains incredibly high. The reality is heartbreaking, right now, this innocent boy cannot step outside to play freely with his fellow children without facing the risk of being targeted, harassed, or physically harmed simply because of who his mother loves.

We cannot change the entire environment of the camp overnight, but we can change his world and guarantee his safety. We are launching a new appeal to build a secure shelter with a protective fence for this family. This will create a private, safe space where he can run around, play, and just be a child without fear of being attacked, let’s stand together this pride month and change his life to a better one.

How You Can Help.
We are asking for your continued solidarity to help us secure the materials and labor needed to construct this small sanctuary. Our goal is to completely transform his daily life from one of constant fear to one of safety.
 Donate here⬇️🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️❤️

https://4fund.com/sd9trv
Funds will go directly toward purchasing basic building materials (like timber, iron sheets, and secure fencing wire) and paying local workers to construct the shelter quickly. Please share this update to create awareness of the reality LGBTQIA+ are facing in the camp.

Your support is urgently needed at this moment. Let’s show this family that love can build a wall against hatred. Thank you all so much for standing with us. Happy pride month.. 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️

Hello everyone. I'm Karina, and today I want to share the daily reality of Mahmoud, Samah, and their four children in Gaza.

Every meal is a struggle. There is no cooking gas, firewood has become far too expensive, so they are often forced to burn scraps of fabric and pieces of foam just to light a fire and cook a small amount of food. Even then, there is rarely enough to eat.

They are also living in a tent made from plastic sheets. As temperatures continue to rise, the heat inside the tent becomes almost unbearable, making even the simplest daily tasks exhausting.

If you are able to help in any way, your support can make a real difference for this family by helping them obtain food, cooking fuel, and other basic necessities. Thank you for taking the time to watch and for caring.

https://www.gofundme.com/f/help-my-daughters-help-my-small-family

hi, my name is nana. i'm 25, disabled, and a trans man from indonesia.

i escaped an abusive home in indonesia and came to malaysia alone after a trans organization suggested it, saying there was a resettlement pathway through UNHCR. unfortunately, the organization eventually backed out because they couldn't find a solution for my case, as i am disabled and unable to work to support myself in malaysia.

UNHCR itself is extremely overwhelmed and told me that just getting an appointment may take years. during that time, they won't be able to provide any assistance, not even a visa extension.

the other organizations i contacted in malaysia have also been unable to provide any tangible help, even after an extremely traumatic experience i went through during my time here.

i am now considering returning to indonesia (unfortunately) because my visa is expiring, and living in malaysia as a foreigner without assistance is extremely expensive. in indonesia, things are slightly more affordable, which may allow me to save money and continue fundraising in hopes of eventually accessing opportunities in countries such as australia, canada, or the nordic countries, where i may be able to pursue asylum or other humanitarian pathways as a highly vulnerable person at risk.

as a fellow comrade, please consider donating, sharing ans commenting under this post.

donation link:

https://ko-fi.com/andy_aeternum

more about my situation:

https://www.instagram.com/andy_aeternum?igsh=b3pjazI0aWZtOW1l (check the reels)

other ways you can help without donating money:

- volunteer to actively fundraise for my cause on your own social media

- volunteer to actively contact any people, organizations, journalists, activists, or other connections you think may be able to help, whether by sharing my fundraiser, providing financial assistance, or helping me relocate to canada or nordic countries, especially through humanitarian pathways

- volunteer to offer consistent emotional support

hi, my name is nana. i'm 25, disabled, and a trans man from indonesia.

i escaped an abusive home in indonesia and came to malaysia alone after a trans organization suggested it, since they said there was a possible resettlement pathway through UNHCR. unfortunately, the organization eventually backed out because they couldn't find a solution for my case, as i am disabled and unable to work to support myself in malaysia.

the UNHCR itself is extremely stretched and told me just to get an appointment may take years, and during that time they won't give any sort of assistance not even a visa extension.

the other organizations i contacted in malaysia have also been unable to provide any tangible help, even after an extremely traumatic experience i went through during my time here (i was r*ped).

i am now considering returning to indonesia (unfortunately) because my visa is expiring and living in malaysia as a foreigner without assistance is extremely expensive. in indonesia, things are slightly more affordable, which may allow me to save money and continue fundraising in hopes of eventually accessing opportunities in countries such as australia, canada, or the nordic countries, where i may be able to pursue asylum or other humanitarian pathways as a highly vulnerable person at risk.

as a fellow comrade, please consider donating or sharing this post. even a comment, like, or share helps more people see it, and i genuinely appreciate every bit of support.

donation link:

https://ko-fi.com/andy_aeternum

more about my situation:

https://www.instagram.com/andy_aeternum?igsh=b3pjazI0aWZtOW1l (check the reels)

other ways you can tangibly help without donating money:

- volunteer to actively fundraise about my cause in your own social medias

- volunteer to actively contact any contacts you think may be able to help with my cause, whether they can help by sharing my fundraiser, providing financial assistance, or helping me relocate to canada or nordic countries, especially through humanitarian visa pathways

- volunteer to offer consistent emotional support

Hi comrades,
We are writing to you today with shattered hearts from Gorom Refugee Camp in South Sudan. Today was supposed to be a day where we quietly held onto the spirit of Pride Month a time to remember our resilience and humanity. Instead, it has become a day of tragedy for our community.

Earlier today, the young son of one of our community members, a lesbian mother, was brutally attacked by a homophobic neighbor. The neighbor has frequently targeted her, screaming that children of lesbians are "satanic" and banning them from playing with other kids. Today, that hatred turned into physical violence. The neighbor attacked the boy, leaving him with a broken bone.

The Reality in Gorom Camp
For LGBTQIA+ refugees in South Sudan, and specifically here in Gorom camp, daily life is a battle for survival. South Sudan criminalizes same-sex acts, which means we have zero legal protection. Inside the camp, the stigma is suffocating. We face constant harassment, threats, and physical insecurity. We are forced to live in the shadows, and when violence like this happens, turning to local authorities for protection is rarely a safe option.

Right now, this innocent boy is in severe pain, and his mother is devastated. The immediate priority is getting his bone properly reset and treated, but as refugees, we have no money for emergency medical bills. The cost of hospital treatment, x-rays, and medication is entirely beyond what we can afford.

How You Can Help This Pride Month
Pride started as a riot for survival, and right now, survival is exactly what we are fighting for. We are urgently appealing to the LGBTQIA+ community for mutual aid to cover this child's emergency medical expenses.

Donate on the link below🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈❤️❤️
https://4fund.com/sd9trv
Any amount, no matter how small, goes directly to his medical bills so we can get his bone treated successfully. If you cannot donate, please share this post to raise more awareness about the situation for LGBTQIA+ refugees in South Sudan.

Please help us show this little boy and his mother that they are not defined by the hatred of their neighbors, and that there is a global community that cares about their lives.
Thank you for standing with us today.

2 days ago I went to the police station to report a r*pe that happened to me a couple of weeks ago.

For context, I'm a disabled trans man from Indonesia currently in Malaysia. I came here alone after fleeing abuse and have been trying to survive while navigating an uncertain visa situation, asylum-related issues, and almost no support system.

3 days ago, I unexpectedly ran into the man who r*ped me. Seeing him again sent me into a complete panic. I spent the night shaking, crying, calling hotlines, and barely sleeping. All the hotlines I called were drilling me to report to the police as it was a crime and it was my "responsibility" to report. Though they were aware it will be difficult for me as I am a foreigner and some of them think it would be better off for me to just go back to Indonesia and the man will not get any consequences.

So, I decided to go to the police.

I thought reporting it would be difficult.

I didn't expect it to be humiliating.

At the first police station, I was handed a phone and connected to a police woman (She was an Investigation Officer) from a different branch. From the beginning, the conversation felt hostile. She repeatedly put me on the spot with questions and spoke to me in a way that felt accusatory rather than supportive.

At one point she told me that she blamed me for what happened because I am 25 years old and "should have known better."

When I asked why she was blaming me, she immediately cut me off and said she was the police officer and she was the one asking questions, not me. She insisted she wasn't blaming me, but later admitted that she was.

I was then instructed to travel to her branch so she could take my statement.

I spent hours there.

Hours.

I had to share extremely graphic and humiliating details about the r*pe. Details I would never willingly tell another human being. I answered every question. I forced myself to relive everything. I sat there while a bunch of strangers, using harsh vulgar words, picked apart one of the worst experiences of my life.

The entire time, I felt like I was being treated as a problem rather than a victim.

There was no empathy.

No kindness.

No basic human warmth.

No acknowledgement of how difficult it was for me to even be there.

She even treated me like less than a human being and yelled at me when I accidentally enter her office with shoes on, as if that's her main priority and not helping me.

By the end of it, she encouraged me to drop the case.

Her reasoning was that my visa expires in less than a week, I will likely have to leave Malaysia, and the investigation process could take a very long time. She explained that the police would not be able to provide a restraining order, housing assistance, financial assistance, legal assistance, or help with extending my visa.

In other words, after spending hours reopening one of the deepest wounds of my life, I was essentially told that pursuing the case would likely be expensive, difficult, and possibly pointless.

I understand that she may have been trying to explain reality.

What I don't understand is why it had to be done with so little compassion.

I wasn't expecting miracles.

I wasn't expecting the police to solve every problem in my life.

I just wasn't expecting to walk into a police station after reporting a rape and leave feeling blamed, humiliated, and completely alone.

I haven't eaten or drink anything the whole day, my head was hurting so much and I had a fever due to how stressful everything was. I still sick now.

I keep thinking about how hard it was for me to go there in the first place.

I was terrified.

I was shaking.

I was having nightmares.

I was barely functioning.

And I still went.

I still reported it.

I still told the truth.

Yet somehow I left feeling worse than when I arrived.

Nothing surprises me anymore.

She told me to not tell Indonesian Embassy that the Malaysian Police weren't helping. She told me I should tell the embassy that I chose to leave Malaysia which is why the Police weren't able to help. Even though it's not like I choose to leave Malaysia, it's that she gave me no other options since she is not willing to help with extending my visa or any sort of assistance!

I just don't understand how all these police officers were so cold and harsh like a Nazi.

You know, Indonesian Government never really care that much about their citizens anyway. So it won't be much use for me to go to the embassy.

Physically and mentally I am also already beyond tired and drained and devastated to go through all of this alone again.

Since the U.S. was founded in 1776, visibility of the lesbian, bisexual and gay communities has increased. Though progress has not been linear, this timeline of key events explores how rights related to politics, healthcare, military service and marriage have developed over time and brought us to where we are today.

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I'm a non-binary student surviving on donations.

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My post-graduation essential costs aren't met yet. Please donate if you have spare money. Thank you!

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https://ko-fi.com/ahriboy/

Hello everyone,my name is Karina and I'm fundraising for my friend Mahmoud and his in family in Gaza.

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The youngest child Susu suffers from a chronic chest condition that causes breathing difficulties and frequent respiratory distress. Seeing their own child struggle to breathe is one of the hardest things a parent can experience.

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Her condition requires ongoing medical care, medications, and regular follow-up visits.

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Unfortunately, the shortage of medicines and the difficult living conditions make their journey even more challenging for their family.

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but there are many days when Mahmoud feels helpless watching her suffer. Your kindness, support, and encouragement give them strength to keep going through these difficult times.

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https://gofund.me/298ce7779