Aliev adam alimshaikhovich is a transvestite. Brutal murder or escape to Thailand? What happened to a transgender from Dagestan. It is true that he received threats from the villagers
Dagestani Adam Aliev changed sex for the sake of marriage with a Muscovite.
Dagetsan Adam Aliev, who changed sex for the sake of marriage with a Muscovite, was brutally murdered immediately after the wedding
In Dagestan, there was a brutal murder of a local resident who had a sex change, whose scandalous wedding caused threats against Moscow doctors.
The official notes that Adam always dressed in tight leggings. In addition, he was characterized by a feminine demeanor and even a female voice.
Adam's parents also categorically refused to accept their child as he is.
"According to our customs, it is believed that he not only dishonored the whole family - this is a stain on the entire Caucasus. For the mother, her son's operation was a shock, she does not communicate with any of the residents today. The father had a stroke," Israpilov said.
Neighbors say the transgender's father claimed he wouldn't mind killing his "wrong" offspring.
Meanwhile, the law enforcement agencies of Dagestan have no information about the death of a transgender. According to some reports, the transgender is currently in Thailand with her husband.
There is no exact data on how many transgender people are now in the North Caucasus - this topic is taboo. People who decide to reveal their identity face both "honor killings" and persecution by the authorities. As a result, most hide it or emigrate from the country. The BBC Russian service has recorded the story of a transgender girl from Dagestan Sofia * - a rare example of a person whose life in Russia has developed relatively well .
“From childhood, I understood that something was wrong, especially since I lived in the Caucasus. Naturally, boys grow up there, and I was different from them - I see what games they play and how they are friends with each other, and I it wasn’t all that, I played more by myself.
In the second grade, I braided my mother's pigtails, and the male side of my family was just furious about it. I was even beaten once - they say, a man should not touch his hair at all, what is it? I stopped doing it - I wanted to, but I stopped. But I always bought dolls for myself, hid them, constantly cut them.
Then, when I grew up, I found out that there are gays. But I realized that this did not apply to me at all. I'm not gay. But then I didn’t know that you can change sex, about the operation. Then I moved at the age of 16 - first my mother went to Big City in central Russia, and then she took me away, because she understood that I couldn’t be there and live on. I don’t communicate with my father at all, they divorced my mother. And after the move, I realized that I was not gay, but a transsexual. I was introduced to the same girl, and I myself did not understand this about her, they told me later. And I was in shock: how is this possible?
Even before leaving, I grew my hair, which was also not welcomed in the Caucasus. They cut my hair all the time, and I dreamed of long ones, and finally they grew back, and a girl made French braids for me. I thought that at least three days I was like them, but only an hour passed, because my uncle beat me: "What is this<...>cut your hair. "I obeyed, of course. They don't repeat it twice. Otherwise, he would have shaved me, which would have been a disaster for me, God forbid. I'd better go and cut my hair, at least leave something.
Transition
At the new place, I just went and bought myself hormonal pills, without a doctor. It was at the age of 17. I bought it myself and started drinking. I think: come what may. [Relatives] will find out - they will find out. Refuse - refuse, kill - kill. It had to be done. A few months later, breasts began to grow, like girls in adolescence - hurt, swell - and I was scared.
On a hormonal background, many different bad thoughts visit, the mood changes several times a day, especially at first. I woke up in the morning normally, but in the evening you can cry, throw tantrums. When you take your first pill of hormones, here is the very, very first, the feeling is just wow - one hundred percent that you are a woman, as if your brain has been changed. You go in euphoria, the mood is super, you love everything. A week later *** [nightmare]. You feel like you're a man, that's all. You look at the nails: "***, what kind of male nails are." Once at work, one *** [tricked me]. She just looks at my hands - and she herself has such a paw - and says: "Your hands are like men." I just went to the toilet and cried, although the hormonal background seems to have settled down already.
I stopped drinking these hormones and didn’t drink for about a year, but I constantly thought about it. Then I had a friend, she had the same situation, we became friends, and I moved to live with her. She said that sooner or later this (transgender transition - BBC) will happen, so it's better to do it now. So I went to the doctor, consulted and started again. Since then, I have not stopped drinking them.
Thanks to my girlfriend and my mother found out about all this. When we were still living with her, my mother came to visit us at home. I say: "Mom will come, don't call me Sophia" - "Yes, yes, fine." Mom comes, they drink tea, and then my friend calls me from another room female name. "Damn, I told you." Then she asked me to come out and herself told my mother about everything. I thank her for this - I hate her, but I love her.
After that, I did not have any conversation with my mother. The only thing she mentioned was that she knew that this would happen: she saw all my dresses, hidden heels - it seemed to me that I hide them very well in the closet and under the bed, that no one sees. "I saw everything, I noticed. I'm getting out, I stumble. I thought you'd play enough and stop." So it didn't come as a shock to her. Now we live with my mother, and we are best friends.
Relatives
Know [about my change of sex] in the Caucasus, all women from the mother's side, but men do not. Only two cousins. One is like my own, we grew up together. My mother went to Dagestan three years ago in the summer, and he drove her. Everyone there always asks: "Show me the photos." And there are no photographs. And then he drove her, and she shows me a photo: "This is your sister" - "What???" - "Well, yes." They talked, my mother explained everything, he understood. I was surprised, of course. It seemed to me that no one in Dagestan would understand and they would kill me. He even recently visited us in transit. Nothing: as if we just hadn’t seen each other for a long time, he hugged me, said hello, how are you, la-la-la, cracked all night, drank beer.
The second cousin is from the father's side. In general, on the other hand, it is better that no one knows. But once he wanted to talk - blood, not blood, all the cases. He texted me on WhatsApp last year and asks: "Who is this in the profile picture?" Without thinking twice, I wrote that it was me. The boy disappeared for several months, but then he asked everything thoroughly.
He lectured me: this is not possible, Allah created you as a man, you must remain a man. He addressed me in the masculine gender. I say: "Listen, I'll block you now." I didn’t explain everything to him, I just said: “It happened, and either you accept, or we don’t communicate anymore.” He himself told me: "I won't tell anyone, because it could end badly." In principle, I am not afraid, they are nobody to me. My father played no part in my life. But I'm not saying: the less they know, the better they sleep.
Work
It was not difficult for me to get a job - I worked with male documents, and with female ones, and in this image, and in another.
My childhood dream was to become a hairdresser. In the sixth or seventh grade, when the autumn balls began, I decided to do the girls' hair for the holiday and was wildly afraid that the whole school would find out about it. The whole school, of course, found out, they made fun of me, teased me with a "womanizer". Everyone was shocked that I could do this, no one could understand why all of a sudden.
I was brought to the salon where I still work by my hairdresser friend. No one asked me for documents at first. First, they watched me work. I just started drinking hormones then, what the hell was on my head, hair up to the priests, two pimples instead of breasts, a lot of ambitions. But they left me because I'm a good hairdresser. What does it matter what he looks like? All hairdressers are "fashionable".
Six months later, I started taking hormones for the second time and just didn’t come to work, didn’t pick up the phone, didn’t say anything to anyone. I was depressed and hysterical. Every day you go crazy: you don’t know how and what will happen next. Then I calmed down and four months later I came. During this time, I have already changed dramatically - both in my head and outwardly. The hair is even longer. I could no longer come and say "It's me."
It came all beautiful. The owner calls me. I say: "Hello. I'm already like this ... Sophia." And she is our boy-woman, she says everything directly: “I *** [do not care], who you are and what your name is. I love you, you are a good specialist, but if you disappear like that again, we will say goodbye forever. It means this: you are not late and work normally. For a while I worked unformed, because I knew that I would have to change documents. At first, all the clients asked, everyone was interested. They were embarrassed to approach me, they asked others - it seems to them that the hair dryer is making noise and I can’t hear anything, but I really hear everything. Someone with aggression, someone directly admired "beauty, la-la-la." Someone was sorry, although I did not understand: am I disabled? There are arms and legs. I actually hate it when people pity me.
The documents
At some point, it turned out that my documents were almost fake - well, when a person doesn’t look like much at all. I myself did not want to deal with them, I do not like to bother, I'd better pay. I wanted to write a power of attorney to a lawyer. I come for the first time to the office in the city center. Let me photocopy my passport. One even threw it back to me: "What did you bring me? Go away, I won't do anything, I'll call the police now." Another was only interested in one thing: "Where did such long hair come from?" In general, no one agreed to help, they just looked at my documents, and yelled at me.
I did not want to go to court, and I decided to find a lawyer in Dagestan. I made a power of attorney and sent all the documents with my mother. They did it in three days. I just had to come, sign and receive. I was very scared to fly there with male documents. I didn’t sleep the night, I thought: they’ll let me through, they won’t let me through. In general, they could take me to the room to inspect. Morning has come, I'm going to the airport, I give documents. I'm standing in a dress, in [dark] glasses. And she looks at my documents and does not even raise her head. Class. I fly to Dagestan, I come to the passport office. The man says: "Wow" - then I realized that it is better to deal with men than with women. He invited me to dinner in the evening with my mother, shook hands, said: "Beautiful, well done." He gave me my passport and wished me luck. I flew back, threw my passport wherever possible. You buy wine, cigarettes - popped everywhere.
I spent four days in Dagestan, went with my mother to a restaurant, walked with a friend. I wanted to go more modestly, as a result, I was the most modest in this Caucasus. I swear! No one even paid attention to me - there are such nipples! In these [tight] pencil skirts, in these heels, red lips in the morning. Why do you have red lips in the morning? And I was in sneakers and a dress, no one was looking at me. I was expecting a rush, there was no hype - well, thank God.
I lived in this only visit with my mother's friend. The worst thing is that all my mother's sisters know and none of them could come in four days. Maybe it was difficult for them to observe all this. At first I was offended by them, and then I thought, talked to my mother: well, okay.
Relations
Relationships are very easy to start. But it depends on how the person looks. If you are going somewhere with a man and everyone is firing at you and pointing with the finger, of course, this is wildly unpleasant, the man may not be able to stand it. I have only once, when I met with my ex, there was such garbage that someone blurted out something. And that's it. I didn't have any more problems. I dated him for five years.
We met in the summer of 2011. I was on VKontakte, and he writes: "Hello, let's get to know each other?" He is a Russian man, absolutely not my type. So fashionable, as it were, but I love ordinary men, without bells and whistles. I'm not chasing cubes, for style, I love guys from the people. In addition, I am Caucasian, temperamental, wild, and he calmest person. But I was bored, and I answered. Fate, probably. I talked to him for a week, then I had a hormonal failure, I threw a tantrum at him - to an unknown person in general, on the Internet, I started to *** [scold] him, told everything as it is. The man is gone. And I somehow got used to texting every day in a week. Then he writes to me after a while: "You know, you sunk into my soul, and I would like to see you." And when we saw each other, I immediately hugged him, although I don’t have such a character - to immediately hug an unknown person. And we did not part for five years.
For the first three years, everything was fine. He divorced for me. At first I didn’t even know that he was married and had a child. But he was constantly traveling for work. I was waiting for him, waiting. In the end, I tell him: move. He didn't move. I think: go to hell. Years go by, I want to cuddle, lie down, go to the movies. I want a person to be around, but I'm always alone, this is some kind of nonsense. And when I was already tired and we finally broke up, he began to get at my mother: “Talk to her, I love her madly,” he began to send gifts to work, even sending my favorite burgers. And all. Love is gone. I begged and begged and *** [tired] of begging.
Now I have a different relationship for more than a year, with a Caucasian man. Most of my boyfriends are Caucasians. Maybe because I myself love them more, they are closer to me. Although I also love Russian men very much. I love men in general.
Although, if you take sex, Caucasian men are trying only for themselves. How would they do everything - and everything is asleep. And Russian men also give you pleasure. They freak out more. But in terms of communication, in terms of temperament, Caucasians are closer to me. I can handle this sex. My character is more Caucasian. Sometimes, of course, I behave not at all like a Caucasian girl - I can hang out. But when they ask me, I say yes, I am a Muslim. I was born a Muslim and I believe in Allah.
Aggression
Of course, I heard words addressed to me: “Oh, you’ve been remade or something,” but I didn’t have the way some people do when they beat them on the streets. I've only encountered brutal aggression once. My girlfriend and I went to a Dagestan restaurant. At the next table sat Caucasians, too, and of my own nationality. And my nation is very tough. And one got to the bottom of me - first he began to send me a piece of paper, they say, let's get to know each other, then he rolled a chair up to me. Then I looked worse, my voice was lower - everything was clear. He understood. And he began to conflict with me: "Aren't you afraid to sit here or something?" The market is gone. At first, his friends were silent, then the kipezh rose, he yelled at the whole restaurant that I was "remade", that "this is a type of trance." And one of their company stood behind me, took out a knife and put it to my throat. And said, "Is that so?" - he himself does not understand, you see, and asks, - "If so, I'll kill you now." And the one who started it all got scared himself, apparently: "No, no, no, they were joking, calm down."
They immediately asked for a bill, paid off and left. What if he said yes? These are the bastards that climb, I hate. Why do you care? Why do you care? What am I to you, sister, brother? After that, I didn’t go there, but I go to other Caucasian restaurants. Everything is fine everywhere.
[The persecution of the LGBT community in Chechnya and the North Caucasus] did not affect me in any way. At the same time, I always dreamed of leaving - to America. And I'm going to anyway. How? I don't know how. You just have to leave. I don't like to ask for anything: "I feel so bad here, take me away." I'm not bad, I feel good here, it's just not mine. First, it's cold here, I hate the cold. I want to go to America exactly where it is always warm. Secondly, there are still some evil people here. Of course, I'm not good either. But like this, to ask - "Give me asylum, they infringe on me here, oppress my rights" - I can't. Although, perhaps, it should be said so? I don't have it in my character. This will be my very last option, a spare. And then I'll probably say: "Listen, they got me here, come on, take me away." Yes, that's what I'll say: "Well, let's go already."
* Name changed
25-year-old Adam Aliyev, who changed sex, warned the police that they wanted to kill him
The tragedy occurred in the small Dagestan village of Chontaul. 25-year-old Adam ALIEV underwent a sex change operation in September this year in Moscow. Relatives cursed the son who disgraced the family. Threats rained down on him. The other day, a newly minted woman was found murdered.
In the Caucasus, the male mentality is treated with reverence. 25 year old Adam Aliyev, changing gender to female, disgraced the proud highlanders. Neighbors now call his native village Moiseevka among themselves.
Adam Aliyev has always been a strange child, - said the deputy head of the village of Chontaul Abdutagir Israpilov. - He grew up in a large family Alimshaikh Aliyeva. The father withdrew himself from the upbringing of the children. Being a married man, he started tricks with another woman, left the family. The new sweetheart of Alimshaikh let the world go, he got into debt, he had to sell the house. Over time, however, changed his mind and returned to the family. The wife forgave, it seems they began to live well. They built a new house. He was always considered a good builder, but there was no order in his head.
Did you know Adam?
Yes. He dressed in tight leggings, his demeanor was feminine. Even the voice is like that of a girl. After school, he went to Makhachkala, then to Moscow, where he worked in nightclubs and earned good money. I don't blame him. The feminine prevailed over the masculine in him. Apparently, he decided to correct the mistake of nature. They say, having changed sex, Adam married a Kabardian Vitaly.
- Is it true that he received threats from the villagers?
Yes. Both the district police officer and the prosecutor's office came to our administration in connection with his statement. Every second Caucasian dreamed of killing him. According to our customs, it is believed that he not only disgraced the whole family - this is a stain on the entire Caucasus. For the mother, the operation of her son was a shock; today she does not communicate with any of the residents. My father had a stroke.
Adam himself, in a letter to a friend, said that he was offended by his relatives. Like, when they asked, he helped with money, and they, having learned about the operation, betrayed him. When the cut up body of Adam was brought to the village, I did not recognize him.
Bye weapons
According to law enforcement officials, about half of the transgender people in the capital are from the Caucasus. Having done the operation, the former horsemen turn into burning ladies. Some of the beauties dance in the variety show of clubs, the majority - trades in prostitution. The police are well aware of these "night butterflies", which, while they were "caterpillars", were called Rezo, Sultans, Ramzans, Soslans, and then turned into Malvin, Barbie, Christine and Suzanne. But why disturb this exotic little world if you can put your proboscis into it?
Estimate!
* The leader in the number of gender reassignment operations is Thailand. This procedure brings the kingdom about $4 billion a year. The cost of one operation is about $10,000. Up to 90 percent of patients are foreigners.
* In Moscow, transgender people are treated in several private clinics.
The couple did not register their marriage in the registry office, but simply played a wedding in the family circle
Adam A., a 25-year-old native of the Kizilyurt district of Dagestan, whose name is Raina after a sex change operation, married Viktor G. from Karachay-Cherkessia. The young people played the wedding in the groom's homeland, life.ru reports.
The couple did not register their marriage in the registry office, they just got married in a quiet family circle, - said an acquaintance of the newlyweds.
According to Victor's countrymen, his relatives were more loyal to the choice of a man and to the operation that Adam-Raina did. The relatives of the “brides” categorically rejected the new look of their son, and the villagers even promised to deal with him if he came to Dagestan.
According to Life, after the wedding, the newlyweds went on a honeymoon trip.
Adam and Victor met in Moscow, and then decided to get married. For the sake of this, one of the men decided to have a sex change operation in one of the capital's plastic surgery clinics.
AT in social networks there is a heated discussion of the past wedding. Users write that the guests present at the wedding are relatives and friends of Victor's family. They were misled, and they did not suspect that the bride was previously a man.
« I swear by Allah, not one alive soul except for these two ... I didn’t know the truth ... They are still in shock, and how are we all ... We can’t recover ... They wrote nikah to him ... he signed normal people for such a sin with his deceit... "- wrote one of the instagram users.
« And I wonder what was going on in the head of this Victor from Beslenei when he thought of this! You have to dislike your parents so much to give them such a shame for the rest of your life! Of course, there is their fault, but most likely they curse the day when their son went to Moscow "to meet his fate" and they lost control of him. I would like to wish them the strength to survive this shame, the anger of fellow villagers, the people! This will not pass without a trace for health, but everything is in the power of the Almighty! R. S. I want to believe that this is some kind of duck, it’s not true, and I don’t think it’s necessary to repost it, because it will not give credibility to our republic“KPRF representative Kemal Bytdaev wrote on Facebook.
To this blogger Murat Kudanetov replied: “ This is not a case that should be hushed up, many of us behave like an ostrich,hiding his head in the sand. Such actions should be condemned and stopped. Otherwise, we will turn a blind eye to everything, and after 10 years, this will already become the norm for us, or at least we will look at it all through our fingers.
He had previously contacted the police and reported threats against him. Under what circumstances Raina was killed is still unknown.
The Dagestani came to Moscow from the village of Chontaul, where he was hated for his non-traditional sexual orientation, and after the change of sex he was cursed and threatened. However, the young man decided to take such a step in order to marry his beloved: he turned out to be Victor from Karachay-Cherkessia. The couple's wedding outraged the public, reports Russian Dialogue.
According to the deputy head of the Chontaul village, Abdutagir Israpilov, every second villager dreamed of killing a transgender.
"In connection with his statement, both the district police and the prosecutor's office came to our administration," the village official said.
"Adam Aliyev has always been a strange child. He grew up in a large family of Alimshaikh Aliyev. His father withdrew from raising children. Being a married man, he started tricks with another woman, left the family. Alimshaikh's new sweetheart let the world go, he got into debt, had to sell house. Over time, however, he changed his mind and returned to the family. His wife forgave, they seemed to live well. They built a new house. He was always considered a good builder, but there was no order in his head, "Israpilov told Express Gazeta.
The official notes that Adam always dressed in tight leggings. In addition, he was characterized by a feminine demeanor and even a female voice.
Raina's relatives also reacted negatively to the changes.
“The father immediately said: “Let them kill him, I don’t want to see him.” He immediately said so.
Meanwhile, the law enforcement agencies of Dagestan have no information about the death of a transgender. According to some reports, the transgender is currently in Thailand with her husband.