We’ve created these categories that divide us as humans, and in doing that, we miss each other. I want to bring people together and remind everyone t… - Clemantine Wamariya

We don’t write about the human emotions of conflicts; we write about the political and economic aftermath. I wanted to write about those feelings.

To be a refugee was to be a victim—it was tautological. And not just a victim due to external forces like politics or war. You were a victim due to some inherent, irrevocable weakness in you. You were a victim because you were less worthy, less good, and less strong than all the non-victims of the world.

But nothing gets better. There is no path for improvement—no effort you can make, nothing you can do, and nothing anybody else can do either, short of the killers in your country laying down their arms and stopping their war so that you can move home.