What’s the Problem?

Dedicated to the faceless victims of LGBT abuse

I’m not normal. There is something wrong with me. I don’t know what, but people keep saying it. To my face, behind my back. You’re different. You’re weird. But what is wrong with me? I’m the same person I was yesterday – my morals, my beliefs – all the same. I, like you, breathe, eat and sleep. I like to watch and play sports. My favourite team plays in England. I like to go out with friends to watch films. The last film we watched was so funny, tears of laughter streamed down my face. I go on Facebook to socialise with friends. I like to have fun and enjoy my life. Just like you.

My favourite food is pizza. I like to indulge now and again. More now than again but who doesn’t?!

I wear a scarf on my head. A symbol of my faith. A different colour each day to match my outfit. I try my best to be an ambassador for my religion. But my family still look at me with hatred in their eyes. My mother, with a pain I have never seen her feel before. Can you ask them what I’ve done?

I bow my head, and bend my knees, in front of my Lord. He will listen. He is the only one who can help me. But I still feel alone. Is He going to look at me with anger in His eyes? Have I earned His love? I am abandoned and hurt. My eyes red from the tears. My heart bruised and broken from the rejection. I have no roof over  my head, no food in my stomach. All because I am something different. The broken bones are no match for the pain I feel in my heart.

I love and was loved. I smiled and laughed. I hugged and kissed. I was normal.

But there is no understanding from my parents, no sympathy from friends. I am dirty and wrong. I haven’t killed yet it feels like I am a murderer. But it is they, who have murdered my dreams. My hopes. My home. Can you tell me what is so wrong about being who I was born to be? Can you tell me why families shun their children, why friends ignore their friends? Why people beat and abuse innocent men and women, girls and boys? For what, for whom? For society or for traditionalist views?

There is nothing wrong with me. But can you ask them, what is their problem?

By Peacefuh

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About Nader Elkhuzundar

Nader Elkhuzundar is a commentator on Palestinian affairs and Co-founder of Beyond Compromise (www.beyondcompromise.com). Elkhuzundar occasionally freelances for The Guardian, International Business Times, and others. He's a social media enthusiast and tech savvy with particular interest in new technologies and analytics, and enjoys reading over Arabic coffee and dark chocolate.
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3 Responses to What’s the Problem?

  1. Sajida Smiles says:

    nice one!

  2. Romi says:

    Nader, let’s connect and spread circles of good people around the world. I’m writing about problems that bother me and people living here in Serbia, but circumstances that cause problems to people are similar wherever we go. Really nasty wars are behind us now, but we’re far from recovering from them. I hear and understand your words completely. Very sad. Greetings from Belgrade, Serbia! Shalom! 🙂

  3. Jenn says:

    Thanks Nader! So proud of this brave post by Peacefuh!

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