Help A Domestic Violence Victim
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I am actually doing this as a favor for my twin sister, Carlene Williams. She is a Domestic Victim with 2 children. She having a major problem with her Facebook Account because her ex and his friends are harrassing her to no end and telling horrible lies about her. He is making problems for her. Therefore, I am letting her use my facebook account to raise donations for herself and her daughters, Soraya and Sophia. That is what family is for and this a very Christian to do. God said to help others in need. 
These are her 2 daughters, Soraya and Sophia. The above picture is of her after he ex-husband beat her really bad when he attacked her on the NYC subway.
This is her Story from her own words
My name is Carlene Williams and I am a divorced mother of two wonderful girls, ages 14 and 16. I was married for 13 years, and for every one of those years I endured physical, mental and emotional abuse at the hands of my ex-husband. When I finally found the courage to leave him it almost cost me my life, and has left me with permanent disabilities. Now I am working to put the past behind me and build a better life for myself and my daughters. I am not a domestic abuse victim, I am a survivor. This is my story.
Every woman wants to marry the man of her dreams, but I never got that chance. Mine was an arranged marriage; I am severely diabetic and my family felt I needed someone to take care of me, so I got married two weeks after I graduated from college at the age of 21. My ex-husband was 37 years old. Instead of taking care of me and making me happy like he promised my family and in our marriage vows, my husband slapped, punched, kicked and threatened me on a regular basis. He constantly belittled and treated me like a slave. I was not allowed to work or persue my education because he wanted me to be totally dependent on him. He would emotionally, as well as physically and sexually, abuse me and made me feel very bad about myself. He also financially abuse me and denied me money and took any money I got from my mother, brother, or sister or friends, because he would constantly say that I did not deserve anything because I am a bastard child and the daughter of a whore. He would constantly tell me that my mother does not even know who the fathers of her children are. My mom is a single mom too and my dad lives in Florida. My siblings and I were from the same father. My parents were married, but got divorced when I was little. Anyhow, he constantly kept me at home, under lock and key. I had to ask permission before even going to the grocery stores. Furthermore, he constantly cheated on me and would sleep with other women, which was a huge disrespect to our marriage. Adultery is a huge sin in our faith and is one of the very few reasons why my church would allow a divorce. I lived in constant fear. I walked on eggshells trying to be the perfect wife so he would have no excuse to hurt me, but it never worked. He threatened to kill me if I ever tried to leave him. He said he would torture me and cut me up and no one would care because I was a whore, and by the time they found my body he would have taken our daughters and left the country. He would even publicly humiliate me and abuse in public places. That’s why I never said anything whenever the police would be called to our house, or all the times I ended up in the hospital.
But everyone has their moment of truth, and mine came when he locked me in the basement for three days without my insulin. I would have died were it not for the courage of my older daughter, who called 911. I was taken to the hospital where I languished in a diabetic coma for four days with a blood sugar of 784. That’s when I realized I had to leave him. All those years I was afraid he would kill me if I left, but now I knew he would kill me if I stayed. After I got out of the hospital I took my daughters and my dogs and ran. I filed for divorce and an order of protection. Unfortunately, the worst was yet to come.
My ex hired a private investigator who tracked me down in New York City. He cornered me on the 4 train and gave me the most brutal beating of my life. He is a ninth degree black belt in karate and used martial arts when he brutality beat me up that day. The attack aggravated old injuries that were still healing and caused massive internal bleeding. I was rushed to the hospital and underwent emergency surgery. While my mother, brother, sister and two daughters sat in the waiting room my oldest daughter told the police that her father had been abusing her mother for years. My ex was arrested that day on the train. Unfortunately, after his indictment he made bail and skipped the country; it was two years before authorities caught up with him in Monaco and sent him back. On December 15, 2014 he was found guilty of attempted murder, attempted kidnapping, rape, stalking, and assault with a deadly weapon, by a jury of his peers. On January, 26, 2015, he was sentenced to 50 years in prison.
I have received a life sentence. To date I have had eight surgeries to repair some of the damage caused by years of abuse including knee and hip replacement, eight metal plates on my ribs, and two metal plates on my head. My internal organs have not fared any better; in addition to a bruised liver and a small intestine that ripped in two places, I ruptured my kidney and spleen. My spleen had to be removed and while one of my kidneys are okay, the other operates at 50% capacity. As a result of my spleen removal, my immune system is compromised and get sick a lot. I take blood pressure medication and must drink at least 16 glasses of water every day to keep my kidneys functioning, but I may still need a transplant one day. I have to take vitamin supplements because I have nutritional deficiencies because I am not able to absorb nutrients well anymore. I cannot enjoy the foods I used to enjoy because the injuries to my liver and small intestine have left me with constant stomach pain and bloody diarrhea because I bleed from my intestines . I urinate blood because I am still bleeding internally from my kidneys. I am in constant pain that will never completely go away.
My Mission
My ex may have broken my body, but not my spirit. He acted like a big tough guy when he was abusing me, but in reality he was a miserable coward who ran when the real tough guys, the police, came for him. He is going to prison, and I am going to give my children the happy and loving home they deserve. We are all in therapy and although my older daughter is calmer and coming to terms with what happened, my younger daughter suffers from PTSD and is always afraid. She has recurring nightmares of her father killing me and kidnapping her and her sister. I am staying strong for both of them because I am not going to let our past destroy our future.
That is why I have decided to do something positive with what happened to us. Sadly, my story is far from unique. One in every four women will experience domestic violence in their lifetime. One-third of all female homicide victims are killed by their husband or boyfriend. I was one of the lucky ones; I got out with my life and am moving on with the help of my family. Now I want to help others who are going through what I went through. I have gone back to school to get my master’s degree in social work, so that one day I can work as a domestic counselor for the court system in Manhattan. I want to show women they don’t have to live in fear, misery, and pain. I feel my experience has made me a good teacher, and I want to teach them how to stop being victims and start being survivors.
You Can Help
It has been a long hard road. I am currently living with my mother, brother and daughters, as well as my 2 dogs in a small mobile home two hours from New York City. As is typical of abusers, my ex did not allow me to work the whole time we were married so that I would be entirely dependent on him. My lack of work experience means I must take whatever temp job I can get, even if I have to commute to Manhattan two hours each way. I am barely making ends meet due to my medical expenses, which includes various medications and physical therapy twice a week. I do not receive any alimony or child support because my ex is now in incarcerated serving 50 years for his crimes against me. My mother is on disability and my brother make minimum wage, working as a security guard at a local hospital, but they are helping the best they can. I am working hard to make my dreams come true, but I continue to struggle.
I am seeking donations to help support my daughters, and pay for my education and other expenses. Cash donations are wonderful, but other items such as gift cards, clothing, and toiletries would also be greatly appreciated. I consider each donation to be an investment, one that I will pay back with interest when I am back on my feet and able to help others as others have helped me. Together our thoughts, actions and prayers can make the world a better place for us and our children.
Thank you and God Bless.
These are her 2 daughters, Soraya and Sophia. The above picture is of her after he ex-husband beat her really bad when he attacked her on the NYC subway. This is her Story from her own words
My name is Carlene Williams and I am a divorced mother of two wonderful girls, ages 14 and 16. I was married for 13 years, and for every one of those years I endured physical, mental and emotional abuse at the hands of my ex-husband. When I finally found the courage to leave him it almost cost me my life, and has left me with permanent disabilities. Now I am working to put the past behind me and build a better life for myself and my daughters. I am not a domestic abuse victim, I am a survivor. This is my story.
Every woman wants to marry the man of her dreams, but I never got that chance. Mine was an arranged marriage; I am severely diabetic and my family felt I needed someone to take care of me, so I got married two weeks after I graduated from college at the age of 21. My ex-husband was 37 years old. Instead of taking care of me and making me happy like he promised my family and in our marriage vows, my husband slapped, punched, kicked and threatened me on a regular basis. He constantly belittled and treated me like a slave. I was not allowed to work or persue my education because he wanted me to be totally dependent on him. He would emotionally, as well as physically and sexually, abuse me and made me feel very bad about myself. He also financially abuse me and denied me money and took any money I got from my mother, brother, or sister or friends, because he would constantly say that I did not deserve anything because I am a bastard child and the daughter of a whore. He would constantly tell me that my mother does not even know who the fathers of her children are. My mom is a single mom too and my dad lives in Florida. My siblings and I were from the same father. My parents were married, but got divorced when I was little. Anyhow, he constantly kept me at home, under lock and key. I had to ask permission before even going to the grocery stores. Furthermore, he constantly cheated on me and would sleep with other women, which was a huge disrespect to our marriage. Adultery is a huge sin in our faith and is one of the very few reasons why my church would allow a divorce. I lived in constant fear. I walked on eggshells trying to be the perfect wife so he would have no excuse to hurt me, but it never worked. He threatened to kill me if I ever tried to leave him. He said he would torture me and cut me up and no one would care because I was a whore, and by the time they found my body he would have taken our daughters and left the country. He would even publicly humiliate me and abuse in public places. That’s why I never said anything whenever the police would be called to our house, or all the times I ended up in the hospital.
But everyone has their moment of truth, and mine came when he locked me in the basement for three days without my insulin. I would have died were it not for the courage of my older daughter, who called 911. I was taken to the hospital where I languished in a diabetic coma for four days with a blood sugar of 784. That’s when I realized I had to leave him. All those years I was afraid he would kill me if I left, but now I knew he would kill me if I stayed. After I got out of the hospital I took my daughters and my dogs and ran. I filed for divorce and an order of protection. Unfortunately, the worst was yet to come.
My ex hired a private investigator who tracked me down in New York City. He cornered me on the 4 train and gave me the most brutal beating of my life. He is a ninth degree black belt in karate and used martial arts when he brutality beat me up that day. The attack aggravated old injuries that were still healing and caused massive internal bleeding. I was rushed to the hospital and underwent emergency surgery. While my mother, brother, sister and two daughters sat in the waiting room my oldest daughter told the police that her father had been abusing her mother for years. My ex was arrested that day on the train. Unfortunately, after his indictment he made bail and skipped the country; it was two years before authorities caught up with him in Monaco and sent him back. On December 15, 2014 he was found guilty of attempted murder, attempted kidnapping, rape, stalking, and assault with a deadly weapon, by a jury of his peers. On January, 26, 2015, he was sentenced to 50 years in prison.
I have received a life sentence. To date I have had eight surgeries to repair some of the damage caused by years of abuse including knee and hip replacement, eight metal plates on my ribs, and two metal plates on my head. My internal organs have not fared any better; in addition to a bruised liver and a small intestine that ripped in two places, I ruptured my kidney and spleen. My spleen had to be removed and while one of my kidneys are okay, the other operates at 50% capacity. As a result of my spleen removal, my immune system is compromised and get sick a lot. I take blood pressure medication and must drink at least 16 glasses of water every day to keep my kidneys functioning, but I may still need a transplant one day. I have to take vitamin supplements because I have nutritional deficiencies because I am not able to absorb nutrients well anymore. I cannot enjoy the foods I used to enjoy because the injuries to my liver and small intestine have left me with constant stomach pain and bloody diarrhea because I bleed from my intestines . I urinate blood because I am still bleeding internally from my kidneys. I am in constant pain that will never completely go away.
My Mission
My ex may have broken my body, but not my spirit. He acted like a big tough guy when he was abusing me, but in reality he was a miserable coward who ran when the real tough guys, the police, came for him. He is going to prison, and I am going to give my children the happy and loving home they deserve. We are all in therapy and although my older daughter is calmer and coming to terms with what happened, my younger daughter suffers from PTSD and is always afraid. She has recurring nightmares of her father killing me and kidnapping her and her sister. I am staying strong for both of them because I am not going to let our past destroy our future.
That is why I have decided to do something positive with what happened to us. Sadly, my story is far from unique. One in every four women will experience domestic violence in their lifetime. One-third of all female homicide victims are killed by their husband or boyfriend. I was one of the lucky ones; I got out with my life and am moving on with the help of my family. Now I want to help others who are going through what I went through. I have gone back to school to get my master’s degree in social work, so that one day I can work as a domestic counselor for the court system in Manhattan. I want to show women they don’t have to live in fear, misery, and pain. I feel my experience has made me a good teacher, and I want to teach them how to stop being victims and start being survivors.
You Can Help
It has been a long hard road. I am currently living with my mother, brother and daughters, as well as my 2 dogs in a small mobile home two hours from New York City. As is typical of abusers, my ex did not allow me to work the whole time we were married so that I would be entirely dependent on him. My lack of work experience means I must take whatever temp job I can get, even if I have to commute to Manhattan two hours each way. I am barely making ends meet due to my medical expenses, which includes various medications and physical therapy twice a week. I do not receive any alimony or child support because my ex is now in incarcerated serving 50 years for his crimes against me. My mother is on disability and my brother make minimum wage, working as a security guard at a local hospital, but they are helping the best they can. I am working hard to make my dreams come true, but I continue to struggle.
I am seeking donations to help support my daughters, and pay for my education and other expenses. Cash donations are wonderful, but other items such as gift cards, clothing, and toiletries would also be greatly appreciated. I consider each donation to be an investment, one that I will pay back with interest when I am back on my feet and able to help others as others have helped me. Together our thoughts, actions and prayers can make the world a better place for us and our children.
Thank you and God Bless.
Organizer
Tara-Yostina Elizabeth Stok
Organizer
Hazlet, NJ
