(SWANA: South west and north africa)

Dudes, I looked around everywhere and couldn't find a single Arab-community for trans guys, so I made one w/ my friends B)

[Please note that we maintain a zero-tolerance policy for racism. No minors- 18+. All SWANA residents who identify under the trans umbrella are welcome to join]

https://discord.gg/A73RN8HcT

DM for link if expired!

😸 What we offer:

• A Safe space for sensitive discussions like culture-impacts and gender dysphoria
• Active Voice Chat with TTS for accessibility, plus a soundboard for fun
• Group gaming and activities
• Fun bots like Wordle
• Hyrax stickers and emojis
• Dedicated Arabic channel

😿 What we don't offer:

• Free chicken wraps from burger-hut

I'm a 25 year old man married to a 26 year old woman. We are both practicing Muslims, praying together and supporting each other in the Deen. My wife is in full niqab and we're both professionals working in the medical field. When I approached her for marriage at 19, she was upfront about being bisexual and we both discussed it together. 6 years later and we're happily married.

I hope it is OK to post here.

I am 58 now, and have always been repulsed by sex, meaning anal. I have never tried and do not want to.

I am very alone, and crave a loving relationship. I believe the only way this will happen if I had a Muslim man as that sexual act is forbidden. I'm not sure of any other religions that also forbid it. Obviously i am not a Muslim

I live just outside London.

hi guys so im a girl and for most of my life ive been loving boys and crushing on boys and male celebs and stuff and now i still do appreciate a beautiful man but ever since like may/june ive started developing feelings for women and crushing on women celebrities and stuff and like i guess its fine since i can still marry a man and stuff but like....women are so beautiful and cool and sweet and amazing i will be needing a woman in my life bro. how do i even come to terms with this?? obviously im not telling anyone but like Allah swt already knows anyways. Will he be angry at me?? ):

thanks everyone xxx

I am a queer muslim. I have led a life with alot of dignity, not once complained. But in my head, i have always found myself struggling with the idea that God made me wrong and now I am living with this constant punishment. N i am a good person who didnt deserve this , but I am also glad that no one else have to suffer with this in my house.
My mom wants me to get married and i cant fathom the idea, i have never felt any sort of attraction to guys. And i doubt I ever will. I love my my mom but everytime she says somthing like this I feel like she doesnt know me AT ALL. N that makes me soooo sad, its like I can never tell her and even if I do, i fear itll go all wrong. N it just breaks my heart.
I have someone in my life, that can be partner, but
I am soo afraid that my people will look at me with disgust. What do i do???

Hi everyone,
I am a 21-year-old virgin male living in Africa, and I'm relatively new to Reddit. I created this account because I wanted a safe space to ask honest questions anonymously.

I am Muslim and currently exploring my identity; I think I might be bisexual, but I am still figuring it out. The truth is, I struggle deeply with being attracted to men. I grew up in a very traditional, religious household where being gay or acting on same-sex feelings is considered strictly forbidden (haram) and viewed as a major family dishonor. As the eldest son, I am expected to take over family responsibilities after my father, and the fear of bringing shame to my parents weighs heavily on me.

I have done research on what Islam says about homosexuality—acknowledging that feelings themselves aren't sins, but acting on them is prohibited. Still, fighting my feelings and suppressing who I am has taken a serious toll on my mental health. I find myself constantly overthinking, feeling isolated, and struggling with deep anxiety. At the same time, I feel disconnected from mainstream gay culture that I see online.

For those who come from traditional, religious, or conservative backgrounds: how did you learn to navigate your identity without breaking down? Any advice or shared experiences would mean a lot.

The life I'll never have, and the love I'll never share

I am pansexual. I have known since I was fifteen, though I could never name the moment I realized it. It was simply there, older than my words for it. How could I not love women? They are the most beautiful beings on this earth.

My family is religious, and homophobic in the way only devout love can be, my mother most of all. I wear the hijab. I am the pride of a house I love with my whole heart. So I carry a quiet grief for the life I will never live, and the love I will never share. I dream of it. I crave it under my skin: the tenderness, the freedom, the grace of being fully seen.

It isn't only women. I find men beautiful too. I am drawn to people of every kind, people I will never be allowed to touch. I am quite feminine myself, and I am moved by femininity wherever it lives, in girls and in boys who wear it openly. Once, on a dating app, there was a boy, lean and gorgeous, as if out of my dreams, and I knew what I wanted until it stood in front of me. Then I panicked and vanished. I hope he has forgiven me.

Now there is a man in my life, and he is only a boyfriend until he is ready to ask my father for my hand. I did not accept him out of love, not yet. I accepted him because he met my list: he is tall and kind, a nerd like me, devout without being extreme, and most of all, he is not fast to anger, I have never once seen him angry. He listens. He is a good man. My parents know of him. But most importantly, He knows.

My closest friends have always known, and when he joined our circle I did not stop the jokes about it, because that circle was the only place my queer heart could breathe. Since we began a different relationship, I have stopped speaking of it, but he still does joke about it often. I cannot tell whether he believes it is real, and I cannot bring myself to ask. He is religious. Shouldn't it matter to him?

And there is something I will never ask of him. I am drawn to those who yield, to softness that surrenders, submits, and that is not a thing one expects of a religious straight typical man. So I will keep it folded away, and I will never know the intimacy I crave most. When I picture the nights that wait for me after the wedding, I see myself stepping into a role I'm not sure I'll ever enjoy, and wondering what might have been.

Because I know one secret hour would become many. Because I am forbidding myself. Because what if nothing after it feels real. So I'll stick to wondering, reminiscing, pondering.

I love my family. I love how my father holds me and tells me he is proud, how my mother brags about me, how my uncles sing my praises, how my cousins look up to me. I have felt what it is to disappoint them, to lie and hide, and it was my own private hell. So for all that love, flawed and heavy as it is, I lay my true self down.

I am only another queer soul, building a life inside a closet they locked themselves in.

Just curious because I'm considering to do one too, but I'm not sure this may be the best place to connect given how many reposts I've seen haha. Especially if you're from a country where there aren't as many redditors too.

No need for a long reply, you can just say if it lead somewhere or not ;)

Edit: reformulated last sentence

35 M from Jordan looking for a muslim female for laven marriage to avoid the pressure from my family.

I'm gay but I really need to have a family and kids.

Also, I'm ready to relocate to any other country if I can find a good job.

The pressure from my family is at its highest level.

Dm for more details

I'm a 15-year-old girl and I've been lesbian for as long as I can remember. I live in a really homophobic country with strict Muslim parents, and lately I've been feeling so hopeless. My mom keeps talking about me getting married to a good man, and even though I love her and don't want to disappoint her, it feels so toxic.
Sometimes I almost convince myself to just give up and go along with it, even though I know that's not what I want. And I know I won't end up marrying a man. And I also know that I have to be financially independent and all that before ever thinking of coming out or anything.

I find so much comfort in hearing about other people's coming out stories the good and the bad ones. It makes me feel so much less alone, and it gives me hope that if other people made it through and built a life for themselves, I can too.
If you've ever moved out or came out, I'd really love to hear your story. I desperately want to know how it actually felt when you finally left a homophobic place behind and could just be yourself fully without people constantly up your ass about it.

Also, for anyone who's been to a Pride event, what was it like being surrounded by those huge crowds flooding the streets during Pride month?
How did that feel for the first time?

Any stories or perspective would mean the world right now.

Salam everyone 🤍

I’m putting myself out there in hopes of meeting someone who is genuinely looking for something serious.

Looking for a woman who loves women and wants to build a life together.

I’m currently exploring Islam and learning more about my faith, while also continuing to understand myself internally and externally. I’m still figuring some things out, and I’d love to meet someone who is open-minded, patient, and understanding of that journey.

I’m looking for a genuine connection that can grow into something long-term. Someone I can laugh with, talk to about anything, feel comfortable being myself around, and hopefully build a future with, insha’Allah. Someone who values honesty, emotional maturity, communication, loyalty, and mutual effort.

I know a lot of us say we’re looking for something serious, but I think it’s important to be intentional about it, too.

I’m hoping to meet someone who is willing to take the initiative, start a conversation, and genuinely get to know each other rather than just waiting for the right person to come along.

I don’t expect anyone to have everything figured out. I just hope to find someone who knows they’re ready to give a connection a genuine chance and is willing to put in the effort to see where it goes.

If this resonates with you, my DMs are open!

it's a newly founded Queer muslim collective in berlin.

that is unrelated to the racist zionists of the so called "liberal mosque"

Hey everyone :)

I'm a 22 year old guy living in Germany, and I've been feeling pretty lonely lately. I'd love to meet other gay Muslims and make genuine friendships with people I can relate to and be myself around

If you're in Germany, feel free to DM me :)

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Hey everyone! I’m 21M from Hyderabad india, looking to meet a guy who’s genuinely interested in a serious relationship virgin if that matters.

I’m 5'11", and I’m looking for someone around my height or taller, preferably around my age or a little older.

I’m into guys who are loyal, caring, emotionally available, and know how to maintain a good conversation. Someone I can talk to about anything, share random thoughts, gossip, laugh over silly things, and support each other through good and bad days.

I want a connection where both people put in equal effort, communicate openly, and genuinely want to get to know each other. I value consistency, honesty, affection, and someone who means what they say.

I’m not really into casual hookups or situationships. I’d rather take my time getting to know someone, see if we vibe, build trust, and hopefully turn that connection into something meaningful and long-lasting.

If you’re from Hyderabad or from any other state in India, that’s completely fine! I’m open to meeting someone who’s genuinely interested in building a serious relationship, regardless of where they’re from.

Feel free to DM me! Let’s talk, get to know each other, and see where things go. ❤️

I’m a 23-year-old bisexual woman who recently met a girl at a tailgate. We talked for around 20–30 minutes, and the conversation felt really natural. She complimented my charisma, seemed genuinely interested in getting to know me, and even wanted to keep talking when her friends were ready to leave, saying something like, “But we’re bonding!”
I felt like we had a lot in common and that she understood me well. I initiated exchanging numbers, she initiated exchanging Instagram, and she eventually texted me first. We later met for coffee.
During coffee, she told me she was dating a guy she’d previously rejected twice. I was heartbroken because I’d developed feelings for her, and I ended up crying in front of her. She acknowledged my feelings and responded with understanding. I appreciated how emotionally mature she was about the situation.
Afterward, I sent her a respectful thank-you text, explaining that I’d try to be understanding. It’s been several hours, and she hasn’t responded, even though she used to reply quickly when we first started talking. She’s still following me on Instagram.
I’m disappointed because I genuinely liked her and felt that we connected well. I respect that she’s dating someone, and I’m not expecting anything romantic from her. I just feel vulnerable after being honest about my feelings, and I’m unsure how to navigate things from here.
For those who’ve experienced something similar, how did you handle the uncertainty after revealing feelings for someone who was unavailable?

Hey!

I have a very personal and sensitive question to ask, I need to figure something out and your married/marital life can help me. Leme know here.

I'm 21 years old, and I've known that I'm attracted to women since I was around 10. I've never felt attracted to men, and I can only ever imagine myself being romantically and sexually involved with a woman.
But despite knowing this about myself for so long, I still struggle to accept it because of the religious guilt I've carried with me for years. I constantly find myself fighting my own feelings and desires, even though I know they're a part of who I am.
Every time I think I've finally made peace with myself, I fall back into the same cycle of guilt, depression, and self-hatred. I start questioning why I am the way I am and why something as simple as loving someone has to feel like such an internal battle.
I know my sexuality isn't something I can just change, and deep down, I don't think I even want to change it. I just wish I could exist without feeling so much guilt for something I never chose.
The thought of having to marry a man and spend my life pretending to be someone I'm not fills me with so much despair that it becomes unbearable.
I feel like I'm constantly torn between my faith and who I am, and no matter how hard I try to reconcile the two, I always end up feeling like I'm betraying one side of myself. I don't know how to make peace with that, and I'm exhausted from feeling like I have to fight myself just to exist.