I’ve Been Saved By Queer Kindness

I find it hard to say thank you. It’s hard to accept when gifts of fate and love are bestowed on me. It’s not that I am ungrateful: I am allergic to kindness. I shake. I stutter. There is now a chance for me. There is now a way forward, not just for me but for my mother. You gave us sanctuary in the storm. I owe my future to you. A drop of human kindness can bloom a wilted garden. Next week, we will leave Turkey. I’ve never left this country. I’ve never seen the world or met the other people living there. The world is an enigma to me in so many ways. Life is almost devoid of hope when you feel like you are in the bottomless pit of despair. <a href="https://medium.com/prismnpen/ive-been-saved-by-queer-kindness-6cf07bb75b66">Website</a>