I do not speak from my own experience but the experience that many of us went through growing up in Chernarus, it was tough and was a lot tougher for my parents when they first immigrated here from South Africa. There weren't many minority groups in my community, I didn't have many friends either but not all were objectionable with bigotry towards me and my family. I was born here in Chernarus and I've only known this culture, I love this country and its why I chose to help defend it in the civil war against the Chedaki. I was defending the people of Chernarus (even if some of them hated me for my skin color) against a great evil and was proud to serve in the CDF. I was still looked down on by some but most respected me and stood by my side and by the side of other minorities who were proudly serving their country.
After the war ended I left the CDF and went back to civilian life with great pride, it was here where I found my true calling and purpose in life. During my time in the army, I met a man named Klement Mbarga.
His parents immigrated to Chernarus and like me was born here. We both became great friends and together after the civil war we founded an organization and named it 'The Patriots' or 'Vlastenci'. Our main goal was to help veterans such as ourselves readjust to civilian life and making sure they got the help they needed for any physical or mental problems they faced. Our organization didn't stop there, we also helped minorities in our country as well. We would help educate those who immigrated here from all over the world on Chernarussian culture and its history, we also offered them financial support as well. Our organization came with much criticism implying that the state did not do enough to help support CDF veterans and that our country wasn't welcoming to foreigners. We faced setback after setback but we always pushed forward, we always looked forward and everyone at Vlastenci were proud of our achievements.