I was born during World War I. In October 2014, I turned 100 years old.
Six months before my birthday, I buried my daughter. I live with my 76-year-old son Yakov, who suffers from Down syndrome.
I couldn't leave and reclaim my pension of UAH 1,000, because I would have to go the controlled territories. I can't walk. I don't want to live any more, but I do. What is there left to do?