What next! My god, I dont think there is anything else that we can add to be bloody safe in this country! I am so sick and tired of being a prisoner in my own house in my own country! Where are the days of walking to the shop, having social gatherings, riding a bicycle or just going anywhere alone without taking somebody with for safety!

This is our prison called 'home' - please try and imagine this in your head:
> 8 Foot concrete walls right around.
> Electric...

I am screaming! What is the problem with him, he refuse to listen! I have to repeat everything over and over until I feel sick. It is as if he thinks while I talk and we all know that men can simply not do that! Then he only catch a word here and there and makes his own assumptions and his assumptions are ALWAYS wrong!

We've been arguing about this same thing now for 7 years and it just get worse. I am at a point that I never discuss anything with him anymore because I know that...

I am finally going home and I sooo much wish I don't have to come back to this horrible place!

What is the chances of Craig leaving me there? Maybe I should run away, but he will know where to find me.

Car trouble is not going to work this time, I've done that too many times already. Maybe I should loose the car keys....

I grew up in the bush, I so much wish sometimes that my husband just left me there.

When I was a child I dreamed of becoming a Game Ranger, I wanted to spend ALL my time in the African Bush side by side with its magnificent wild life. I wanted to serve and protect, I wanted to study them inside out and educate. I did everything in my power to live my dream and succeeded. Never did I know that being a Game Ranger in the 20th century will turn out to be the most horrifying job of...