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My name is Roham. I live in Iran. I have lost my entire family and home in five years. Before, when my family was alive, my father used to watch a lot of news and I followed him, watching the news of ISIS that had attacked and massacred people like animals. I used to watch the unfortunate children, women and old men and I used to say that instead of playing, these poor children were playing in the mud and dirt and they did not know what bad consequences would happen to them in the future and their fate. Now, during these five years, with bankruptcy and the loss of all my family members, I understand myself in the place of those poor families in Syria and Iraq and I understand how stateless they are and how destroyed and worse and more difficult their fate has become because now I myself am in this situation. Let me tell you something interesting about Genghis Khan the Mongol. Genghis Khan the Mongol was defeated 70 times in his wars and his face was always wounded and he wore a handker

I’ve been reflecting deeply on the core mission here at Statefree specifically the tension between our professional contributions and our legal recognition.In my work with Blue Nile Livery, I spend my days ensuring seamless mobility and "access" for others. It creates a strange, daily irony: I am part of a team that manages high-end transportation and logistical freedom for clients, yet as a stateless person, my own freedom of movement is restricted by a lack of a passport. It’s a constant reminder that you can be "integrated" into the economy and provide a premium service to your community, yet still remain an outsider in the eyes of the state.I’m curious to hear from others in the community: How do you handle the "double life" of professional success versus legal invisibility? Do you find that your professional identity (whether in services like mine or other fields) helps you feel a sense of belonging, or does it only make the lack of formal citizenship feel more glaring? I'd love t

Hello to everyone Today, I am speaking as a stateless person who has lived for many years in a legal vacuum — and as someone who no longer wants to remain silent.I have experienced statelessness not only as a legal condition, but as a life without a voice. When you have no nationality, no identity, and no clear legal status, you gradually learn to live quietly. You learn not to ask too many questions. You learn not to be visible. You learn that silence feels safer than hope.For many years, this was my life.My wife, my child, and I are stateless. We have never belonged to any country, never been protected by any state, and never lived with legal certainty. Because of statelessness, our lives have been shaped by fear, waiting, and unanswered applications.Through this long and painful experience, I realized something very important:People like me understand each other without needing explanations.Stateless and migrant people often cannot speak for themselves — not because they have nothin

Dear Sir/Madam,My name is Asad Rahji, and I am a 3rd generation Palestinian refugee from Syria. I hold a Travel Document for Palestinian Refugees (1948) and I am registered with UNRWA.I am currently residing in Hungary on a job-seeking residence permit, which is still valid for five more months. However, due to Decree 450/2024, third‑country nationals (except citizens of Georgia, Armenia, and the Philippines) are effectively prevented from obtaining a work permit. This makes it nearly impossible for me to secure legal employment, and my financial resources are almost exhausted. I am at real risk of becoming homeless soon.Returning to Syria is not an option for me due to the current situation there, and also because I belong to a Christian minority, which places me at additional risk.I am considering traveling to Germany to apply for statelessness determination only. I do not wish to apply for asylum, as I have lived my entire life as a stateless refugee and I am trying to avoid enterin

Stateless for Three Generations: Legally Invisible, Alive but UnprotectedIn this image, you see a family. Silent, with their eyes closed…Because there are no words left to explain.We are not a statistic.We are a family that has been made stateless for three generations.We belong to no country, no legal identity, and no future.We are not citizens of any state — but we are human.And this contradiction leaves us alive, yet unprotected, every single day of our lives.In 2002, I was formally recognized as a refugee by UNHCR.Yet this recognition remained only on paper. For 23 years, no identity document, no residence permit, no travel document, and no basic rights were ever granted. My wife was born stateless. My daughter was born into this same invisibility. A child was rendered legally nonexistent from the moment she was born.Statelessness is not our choice.It is a punishment passed down to us.The 1951 Refugee Convention, the 1954 Convention Relating to the Status of Stateless Persons, the