I have many illness. My stomach is blown out. I think I have ascites. I have advanced diverculosis, barrett's esophagus and a throat hernia. When I lie down, the acid goes into my lungs. I tick all the boxes for colon cancer.
It's impossible to get an appointment with my GP. I got a phone call from the hospital about my endoscopy, but didn't receive a letter. I honestly give up.
I'm living with my mother atm. If (god forbid) she passes, I'll be homeless as I'm not in the will.
I reached out to my council regarding housing and told them my condition, but was rejected. I get the message. I'm of no relevance. That's fine.
I would like to move to Thailand. I don't have cash or savings. I can save up for the flight. I'd rather die there than here on the streets. I won't last long on the street in winter, due to my illnesses.
I would be happy just trying the street food in Thailand and seeing the beaches. I don't have any children, hence the council rejection.
I don't want to chase the hospital. I don't want to live with my condition anymore. I want to go to sleep now. I want to do it in Thailand.
I'll save up and work it out.