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I think it's time to elaborate. As of late I have felt a strong sense of loneliness at home. From the gmod animation perspective, I feel very much alone here in South Africa. All of my close gmodding friends live atleast an ocean away from me, with some as far as the other side of the world. I feel as though I'm looking out at the world I want to be in, through the screen of my computer.

additionally, I feel a constant fear of my real world surroundings. South Africa's crime problem has made me paranoid to the point where every time I go out, I feel as though danger is possibly around every corner in the form of a gun to my head or knife poised at my gut. The security bars on my window feel more the bars of a prison cell door and I feel like I am trapped inside a prison. A prison where violence is commonplace and politicians uselessly arguing over racism is the order of the day. A prison where my connection to my friends world wide is at the mercy of a government that can't generate enough electricity to power it's own country.

Someday, I intend to leave South Africa and go somewhere I can live without having to worry about being followed, robbed or worse, but until I have the tools to make that a reality, I am proverbially imprisoned behind a computer screen, cut off from the world I want to be a part of.

Description
I think it's time to elaborate. As of late I have felt a strong sense of loneliness at home. From the gmod animation perspective, I feel very much alone here in South Africa. All of my close gmodding friends live atleast an ocean away from me, with some as far as the other side of the world. I feel as though I'm looking out at the world I want to be in, through the screen of my computer.

additionally, I feel a constant fear of my real world surroundings. South Africa's crime problem has made me paranoid to the point where every time I go out, I feel as though danger is possibly around every corner in the form of a gun to my head or knife poised at my gut. The security bars on my window feel more the bars of a prison cell door and I feel like I am trapped inside a prison. A prison where violence is commonplace and politicians uselessly arguing over racism is the order of the day. A prison where my connection to my friends world wide is at the mercy of a government that can't generate enough electricity to power it's own country.

Someday, I intend to leave South Africa and go somewhere I can live without having to worry about being followed, robbed or worse, but until I have the tools to make that a reality, I am proverbially imprisoned behind a computer screen, cut off from the world I want to be a part of.