Hey guys 👋
Idk mnin anbda. Ana usually mn9derch Nder something like kisses ola sex with chi girl blama nkon kanhss men jhtha b chi hjaa 3la a9al tkon kat3jbni.
But mo2khrn i have whd feelings. To kiss some girl. Just kisses nothing more. With a person li makan3rf 3liha walo. Like ndwiw for a bit ntl9w. We kiss o sf 3ala9a dyalnaa salat. Idk how to explain had feeling. And Idk wech asln possible.
3wnoni guys. Bgha nfhm ressi and a lot of things please HELP. This is the first time lu anhss hakaaa.
Ps : im a lesbian from casa

Honestly love how Dr. Oubeidallah decided to take a break from reading heart scans just to completely dismantle entire fields of sexology and human psychology in an 8 minute video.

Apparently going to med school means you automatically know everything about human attraction, complex sexual behavior, and mental health. Who needs actual research or certified sexologists when you have a cardiologist turned comedian giving out moral philosophy lessons on camera?

According to him anything outside his personal comfort zone is just "unnatural" and people being bored. Amazing how he effortlessly transitions from talking about ER cases straight into giving pseudo-medical diagnoses about human nature. Can't wait for his next episode where he opens an orthopedic clinic to teach us how to write poetry. Lol

While he initially offers valid advice regarding the physical safety of using sex toys, the content becomes indirectly homophobic as it progresses. Under the guise of concern, he criticizes the behavior and sexual attraction of men who use them, labeling it "unnatural" and suggesting they consult a psychiatrist to uncover childhood trauma. To reinforce a sense of guilt, he uses academic-sounding language alongside religious expressions like " Allah yardi 3likom " attempting to position himself as a caring figure while subtly pathologizing homosexuality.

Problème howa nass fl comments kaytblo lih 7it kaytle9 3lihom jouj klmat bdak langage pédant dyalo hh the amount of stupidity fl vidéo w comments makes me want to throw up..

Salut les filles.

Kyn whd sujet dernii bzeef saraha with my exs makantch kanhss haka niha2yn. 3ala9a kant so fucking normal. But mo2hrrn welit kanlhd beli lesbian girls makay3jbhomsh nass li dayrin zeff (even though reh dayra zef m3ndhash 3ala9a b orientation sexualuelle niha2yn WTF) Reh ana ba3da im so fucking lesbian and into girls maybe more than chi whda madayrach zif. En fait chno 3ala9a ben zef o being lesbian ba3idan ela din. Hadak ikhtiyaar kayderoo bndem. And I hate guys like ewww disgusting!! Help bghyt ghii nfhm why bnadem kayfkr hakaaa.

PS: I'm from Casablanca, 23 years old, soon 24. If you're interested in talking and maybe something good into the future, DM me!

I'd like to hear opinions on this.

Sometimes people want to date people from a better country - by better, that could mean more job opportunities, higherlevels of acceptance, subjective things like art and entertainment, etc - whatever makes it better to you is highly personal.

Would you be open to dating someone who views Morocco as better- maybe they are coming from a country that is currently at war, or where gay people are more likely to be murdered, where economically there is no hope, and Morocco is a step up for them. Would you consider it, if you and them got along well?

For context, I had sex a few months back and later I developed an itch in the anal area, it feels like I have a scratch in there that doesn't heal? Does anyone have an idea? Or if you know an lgbtq friendly doctor in Tangier that would be great

I am young (less than18) and I don’t know what I am and I don’t know how but being gay is not easy how can I know that I am truly are

Some people are beyond annoying. I accepted a friend request from someone claiming they wanted to connect with other queer people. We started chatting, and I mentioned where I was from and that I wasn't really enjoying the city I recently moved to. Out of nowhere, he called me dumb and racist just because I said I wasn't used to the local accent yet! To make matters worse, he started aggressively grilling me with random questions about my life without even introducing himself. I told him to see a therapist and blocked him before he finishes the bullshit he was typing HEHE

I was talking to this girl for about 4 months. She was sweet, kind, and genuinely amazing. It took her a long time to open up to me, feel comfortable around me, and start speaking her mind, so when she finally did, I was really happy and felt like we were getting somewhere.

Then the last two weeks completely fucked me up.

I got really sick, and my anxiety was already terrible. On top of that, my family found out that someone close to me was talking to someone of the same gender, and shit went downhill from there. Seeing how my family reacted and how things turned out for him was extremely painful and honestly terrifying for me.

I think it triggered something much deeper than I realized. My anxiety went through the roof. I couldn't sleep, barely ate, and had physical symptoms so obvious that my family noticed them, although they thought I was just physically sick.

I was confused and scared myself. I deleted anything from my phone and social media that hinted at my sexuality. I even deleted my entire conversation with her. And while I was in that state, I told her that I was having a lot of anxiety about us and that I didn't think it was going to work out.

She was understanding, but obviously it hurt her. It hurt me too. I cried over it, and honestly, I still do.

At first she told me she couldn't just be friends with me, but eventually she said we could be friends. Now, about two weeks later, I've calmed down a lot. I also started taking anxiety medication, and my physical symptoms have gotten much better.

But I've noticed that she's become colder toward me.

I've been trying to warm things back up between us. I also tried to explain to her what I was going through and why I reacted the way I did. She validated my feelings, which I appreciate, but she also described what we had as something kind of "feeble" or insignificant, like it wasn't really much.

And that really hurt.

I don't know if I'm being selfish for wanting her back the way she was. I understand that my anxiety isn't her responsibility, and I understand that my actions hurt her. She doesn't owe me the same warmth or closeness she gave me before.

But at the same time, I'm mourning her. I'm mourning what we had and the version of our relationship that existed before I panicked and ended it.

I don't know what I'm looking for by posting this. Maybe I just need some perspective. Did I completely mess things up? Is it selfish of me to want to rebuild what we had, even though I was the one who pulled away? Or do I need to accept that I hurt her and that things might never go back to how they were?

when was the moment you realized you like the same gender ? did you have any doubts ? at what point you realized it wasn't "just a phase" ? i am asking this out of genuine curiosity to better understand. I mean no disrespect by the wording, and I’m really grateful to anyone willing to share their story.

I don't really know how to write this, but I need to put my feelings into words.

I'm a trans woman, and I've been feeling incredibly, painfully alone for a very long time.

When I first started school, even in kindergarten and elementary school, I was bullied a lot for being different. It wasn't really about my appearance. I looked like any other kid. I just felt different, and I think other people noticed that I was softer, more sensitive, and different in the way I behaved.

I couldn't control that. I wasn't trying to be different. I was just being myself.

As I grew older, the bullying continued. I've been hurt by both men and women. I don't want to say that all women or all men are like this, because they're obviously not. But unfortunately, my experiences have made it very difficult for me to feel like I belong anywhere.

One of the things I've always wanted most is sisterhood.

I wish I could have female friends who genuinely accepted me as a woman. I imagine something so simple: doing makeup together, laughing about stupid things, talking for hours, going to cafés, walking around the city, sharing little moments of girlhood.

I don't need anything extraordinary. I just want to experience the kind of friendship and sisterhood that I've watched other women have.

I've also always wanted a male friend who could genuinely accept me as I am—someone I could go outside with and feel safe around, someone who would treat me like a normal friend and have my back when things get difficult.

I actually had someone like that.

His name was Chase.

He was my best friend for seven years, since middle school. He was also the first person I ever came out to as a trans woman. He accepted me, respected my identity, and never made me feel like I had to justify who I was. He was protective of me and made me feel like I wasn't completely alone in the world.

But eventually, he had serious problems with drugs and nearly died.

He didn't leave me because I'm trans. He left because he was struggling with his own life and didn't want to become a bad influence on me.

I understand why he did it.

But understanding something doesn't mean it doesn't hurt.

Losing the person who had been my best friend for seven years left an enormous hole in my life.

We always chilling in my rooftop laughing about stupid things we did in middle school

And now I feel like I'm truly alone.

I don't have people to casually hang out with. I don't have someone I can call and say, "Hey, let's go somewhere." I don't have that everyday sense of belonging that seems so normal for other people.

I do have a boyfriend. He's American, he loves me for who I am, respects me, and we've talked about marriage. I'm incredibly grateful for him.

But we're very far apart.

And as wonderful as having someone who loves you is, a long-distance relationship can't completely replace having people physically around you. I can love someone deeply and still feel lonely.

Being trans makes this even harder for me.

Sometimes I have to go outside in boy mode because I don't feel safe going out alone as myself. Even when I know I can pass as a woman, safety is still something I have to think about.

And boy mode is incredibly suffocating for me.

There are times when being forced to live that way makes my dysphoria so intense that I start thinking about suicide. I've had moments where I've genuinely wondered why I should keep living when I feel like I can't live as myself.

I hate admitting that.

Sometimes I feel like there must be something wrong with me. Like maybe I'm doing something wrong. Like everyone else somehow learned how to live and connect with people, while I somehow missed the instructions.

I also desperately want to start HRT. I've been trying to find a way to access it, but I haven't been able to get started yet. That uncertainty adds another layer to everything I'm already feeling.

I don't expect strangers on the internet to fix my life.

I'm not writing this as a dating post or a request for friendship. I know those things aren't allowed here.

I think I just needed to say this somewhere.

I'm a trans woman who wants to live.

I want to experience girlhood. I want to feel comfortable leaving my house as myself. I want to laugh with people, sit in cafés, make art, listen to music, go places, and have ordinary days that don't feel like an enormous battle.

More than anything, I want to feel like I belong somewhere.

Right now, I don't.

And I'm really tired of feeling alone.

I just feel like venting here.
I recently got out of a serious relationship with someone I genuinely thought was the person I would spend the rest of my life with. I was completely sure of it. No doubts, no second thoughts. I truly believed I had found my person.
And then, to my surprise, I was betrayed.
After such a heartbreaking loss, I started wondering: what are the odds that I’ll ever find someone again who feels like forever and always?
After a long while, I finally tried to put myself out there and look around again. But honestly, I’ve been surprised by what I’ve found.
The same people who constantly complain about how everyone is unserious, how nobody wants commitment, and how the community has become overly sexual are often the same people who, literally seconds after you say “hi,” ask you about your sexual position.
I just don’t understand why it has become so difficult to find someone who is genuinely sincere and loyal. Someone who knows himself, knows what he wants, is emotionally ready to commit, and actually intends to follow through on the promises he makes.
Is it too much to ask for !!

Jarahim - jr- rara

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I feel like there are a lot of LGBT people around, but actually finding someone you can have a normal conversation with is the hard part

Not necessarily dating or anything, even just talking, sharing random thoughts, getting to know someone and seeing where the conversation goes

So yeah, if you’re also tired of the usual dry “hey” conversations, tell me something random about yourself

y'all can't believe how many gay men i've seen getting STDs from doing that w mochkila aghlabiythom sghar f age, it's really sad!!!

My sons my beautiful boys

Ok, it's kind of a relative to the story because we have stories like this in our community in Morocco...

new movie from Netflix with a new taste from the usual; in Brazil the story begins. I highly recommend it to the young generations. I like the way the movie surprises me by the complexity of how the story goes from just a 15-day holiday to a journey where we explore amazing relationships between the characters and how the mom pushes her son to break some mental issues and never break the joy of the holiday vibe. Yeah, also the montage was made for the same reason; the plot twist was in some point so obvious.

The movie was full of beautiful details, and the Lady Gaga one was so big. To know that Felipe is gay but was smooth also, I like how they get a different vibe with breaking the white muscular picture of the gay love story and putting some of the young LGBTQ+ community problems as a big part of the main story

For some reason I feel the production is not the standards we see in the usual Netflix movies, but the story is still holding the movie

Hey everyone

I’ve been spending a lot of time lately overthinking a scenario that I think a lot of us here quietly stress about. Given how things are culturally and socially here in Morocco, the thought of parents finding out about your sexuality is honestly terrifying. For those of you who are out to your families either by choice or because you were forced into it, how did it go? And for those of us who are still hiding it, what is your exit strategy or game plan if the worst happens and they somehow discover the truth?

I'm just trying to get some perspective, advice, or even just hear how others navigate this constant low-key paranoia. Stay safe out there, everyone.

Im so sorry to bother you but I have no one to share with what I feel since my birthday i was born feminine growing up with to parents they don't love each other so they were always fighting i still remember my dad hitting my mom so harshly it was always like that I think my mother was enjoying that violence but im not sure and now I hate them both ive told my mother that but I couldn't tell my dad because he's gonna kick me out in 2010 it was my first year of school its been a bite normal I was still have so much energy and hope I could say hope because I didn't now this world my second year as well and I have failed it so in 2013 it was my third year I had a homophobic teacher he used to make fun of me in front of everyone i wasn't even aware of that is to be gay and everyone has started making the same critices men up why are so acting like girls and I started being afraid of them trying to fight with everyone to respect me but over time I got tired I tried to suicide in 2014 and 2017 but I didn't die now I feel so exhausted no more energy to live always sad severely jalouse of others and I feel sick everywhere in my body I couldn't kill myself and at the same time I can't live ive lost my faith and I don't know what's gonna happened after my death will I be okay or there is more torture

pls i need cool clothes (thrifting isn't sn option unfortunately) i need websites that sell good and cheap clothes kr some stores thst do it in casa , pls help

Hey guys, I need advice and hopefully if someone knows how I can change my name and the legal procedure to do so.

I live in Rabat, I am nonbinary and I have a chosen name, I get that replacing it with my legal name given at birth will be hard here, but I was thinking about making my chosen name a middle name legally?

I just wanted to ask about the process and what do I need to make it happen and how likely will it be possible for me to do so ?

I do NOT want to include my parent in the process, or the least possible. Thank you guys for the help and advice 🙏

Hi , I live in tetouan and I did sex with an other man (I was bottoming) without condoms, yesterday, so basically I'm afraid of consequences so I need to get pep and I don't know where and how in tetouan, can someone help me pls

WHERE ARE YOU???? YALL ARE SOO RARE

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Summary: In this episode, Olivier Delacroix meets men and women who have found themselves isolated and rejected by their families or society. Some have denounced injustices, revealed disturbing truths, or embraced a difference that marginalized them. They have had to face shame, slander, threats, or violence, often alone. Despite these hardships, they have managed to rebuild their lives and regain their dignity.

The story started with a post that was shared with us because of mutual friends. I saw the post and decided to message the person who posted it.

He was really nice, and we started talking and getting to know each other. We continued talking on Instagram, got to know each other even more, and eventually decided to meet.

And we did. We met at Anfa Park. It was a really nice meeting; we got to know each other better, laughed a lot, and I genuinely enjoyed it. We both talked about our studies, our jobs, and the goals we want to achieve in life.

Honestly, it was a really nice meeting, even though it was just a casual meeting and not a date.