I am a Ugandan man living in Kakuma Refugee Camp in northwestern Kenya, where I am seeking asylum. I am 23 years old, the second child to parents who did not accept or acknowledge my sexual orientation. I ended up being homeless until I was helped by a Catholic priest along with my transgender friend Gideon. It’s now four to five years since I last saw my family, but it breaks my heart as I still feel their rejection, and it does not seem to matter all that I miss them. I came to live in the camp after my friend Gideon died, and the Catholic priest who was taking care of us faced death threats due the “Kill the Gays Bill”, anti-gay piece of legislation that Uganda attempted to pass in 2014.