I am a 52-year-old mother of two autistic children, an autistic husband with a broken back and mental health problems and I have fibromyalgia and diabetes. My husband and I moved to where we are for work and he had an accident broke his back and so life on benefits started.
A few years later I was diagnosed with fibro and it has gradually got worse. I am now bedroom-bound and haven’t left the house in years. My son has just had a letter to say he is no longer entitled to any benefit.
A paramedic made assumptions that because he can play computer games he is quite capable of looking after himself! I now have to fill in forms for a tribunal. I have no idea if I will be able to attend. If I don’t go my husband and son won’t go without me! We moved here because we wanted to work and there was none where we were.
I have worked since I was 10 and only stopped to have my son. We didn’t choose this life, we don’t want this life. I am sat in dread knowing that my daughter and I will be thrown of DLA soon and have no idea how we will all cope.
No wonder people are killing themselves! Will people finally realise what is going on when all the disabled parking spaces are free because we are all DEAD!