I live in Damascus, Syria. It's a repressive police state. Most LGBT people are still deep in the closet or staying as invisible as possible.
But I have set up a blog announcing my sexuality, with my name and my photo.
Am I crazy?
But I'm also aware of the winds of freedom and change blowing from one end of the Arab world to the other. And I want that freedom wind to bring with it our liberation, not just as Arabs and as Syrians, but also as women and as lesbians.
Yesterday, I went home for a bit. As I got close to the house, I saw that there were two of Them outside the front door. There’s more than one way into my house and some are pretty well hidden. Not even all the family knows all of them. I used one of those and got inside.
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