Nurse, refugee from the Democratic Republic of Congo
I was born in Kinshasa but when the war came I decided to cross over to CAR. I am alone here. When the conflict broke out around Bossangoa there were no humanitarian organizations. We would only see military vehicles. We would show people our MSF clothes so they would be convinced in what we did. We would tell them we were there to assist in their grief, and in the clinic neither gun nor knives are allowed. We would say their family could get treatment safely here just in case the situation became serious. Some people used to accept but others refused to believe us, saying that if they came to us, they would get shot.