I WORKED. For over 30 years I worked like a dog. Every morning, every winter, hands cracked, back aching, never missed, never claimed. Tax and National Insurance ripped out of my wage every single month. I did it because that's what English men do - we graft, we pay in, and we believe this country will have our backs when our bodies give up. My body gave up. I'm ill. Too ill to work. Too ill to live a proper life anymore. And now I see what a fool I was to believe in this country. I have to BEG for everything. Beg for an appointment. Beg for treatment. Beg for PIP from some snot-nosed assessor who looks at me like I'm dirt. 18 months for a hospital appointment. No dentist at all. I can't get a doctor to see me, I'm told to fill a form online at 8am and hope for the best. I'm sitting in a cold house I worked my whole life to pay for, choosing between heating and eating, and being made to feel like I'm the problem. AND THEY GET EVERYTHING. They come ILLEGALLY. They break into our country, throw their passports into the sea, lie about their age, lie about their name, and this rotten government rolls out the red carpet. HOTEL ROOMS. I could never afford to stay in those hotels. Three hot meals a day. Heating blasting. Laundry done for them. New clothes, new trainers, free phone, cash every single week - MY CASH, my tax money from 30 years of graft handed straight to them. FREE MEDICAL. FREE DENTAL. FREE EVERYTHING. The same NHS that tells me there's a two year wait tells them to come right in. Interpreters, specialists, prescriptions - all free. All paid for by mugs like me who paid in all our lives and get NOTHING. I look at them in town - gangs of fit, healthy young men, all designer gear, all laughing, lounging around all day with nothing to do, and I want to SCREAM. I would give my right arm to have your health, to be able to work again. You have got everything and you have contributed NOTHING. Nothing. While English people - OUR OWN - are on the streets. Homeless. Veterans who fought for this country sleeping in shop doorways. Sick people like me left to rot. English kids who can't get a council house in the town they were born in. But if you come here illegally on a dinghy, you get a room and full board on day one. We built this country with our hands, with our blood. Centuries of it. The mines, the mills, the factories, the wars. My family built it. We built the NHS to look after US. Not to be looted by the whole world. Not to be abused by illegal immigrants who have never paid a penny and never will. The whole system is a stitch-up and it's the English taxpayer who is being shafted every single time. We are being laughed at in our own country. They take us for fools. I am SICK of it. I am sick, I am broke, I am abandoned in the country I gave my life to, and I am watching illegal immigrants live better than me off my own money. Enough is enough.