I am disabled from child trafficking and need help

[Admin - Jon McNamara]

Hi,
We are so sorry to read that. Horrible story and sadly one that has happened too often over the decades and centuries since the countries founding and slavery. Each state has resources for victims or trafficking, and find details here. https://www.acf.hhs.gov/otip/victim-* ... rafficking.
As you did not provide your state or location (and we don't want it). There is also the link to the toll free hotline there.

As far as you need for housing, financial help and more, of course that link above will help you find resources. But we have other programs listed that many help you too, and look here for details on rent help for disabled people. https://www.needhelppayingbills.com/htm ... sable.html

[Flutie]

I am a victim of child trafficking, I was a child bride married of to a man who raped me at 13 in a seminary, got me pregnant and aborted it. Then the same thing happened at 15 but this time I got to 5 months pregnant. The abortion was botched of course, and I was left with a fetus in my belly which makes me now disabled.
It wasn't until I almost bled to death that my mom rushed to the hospital and had an exam. I was handed my dead child to bury. I can still see dogs digging up my baby's body. Fast forward August 2005 someone showed up at my apartment door.
I have just started college. I was 18 and my abuser was at my door, and he was with his brother and cousin. They said they were in town for our wedding. I am African. Things like this were common. But not me. Not my educated parents? But yes, in less than 2 weeks, I was.
By December I was in the US. For 11 painful years I was married to the devil. I despised him and wouldn't let him near me, so I was treated like an animal. I didn't have friends. I worked and he took my check. I only decided to have children to have my own friends. 8 years ago, was the beginning of my epilepsy journey and when my disability finally got approved.
He pushed me down the stairs and dared me to say something. I had been broken. Then year 11 on my sick bed, he started cheating with a young lady I took in as a sister. The only one he let me have been the closest thing to legal age he could have. I was too old for him to even be his maid because that was all I was. He was doing all he wanted. "Travelled a lot for work, spent a million nights away from home.
I was actually kind of happy to hear that because the attention was away from me, but I was very betrayed because that was the one person I was able to finally get in forever and I referred to her as sister. We worked at the same place, and she was the office assistant.
While I was home recovering from a stroke, everyone at work and my little kids knew my husband and best friend were cheating and I didn't know. When I got home my son told me daddy had been kissing my best friend.
Long story short, I was dropped off at the behavioral health center because I always had PTSD and severe depression from the when I was trafficked and abused. I was losing my mind because I didn't know how to do anything. I was so sheltered. And I shared my story reluctantly during the group. A sick mental health tech took my information and "came to check on me" I was naive because he was from the hospital. And another painful journey began. I cannot remember how many times I was raped. But my twin girls came from that.
My journey of child trafficking is like many but it has been extremely painful. Because I feel like life finally beat me on November 23rd, 2020. I had a seizure fall down the stairs and I am disabled at 34. My twin’s father is on trial for child trafficking. But I and my children are going to be homeless if we don't get a miracle soon. I have reached out to every single charity organization. But I have realized that having an accent, being gay, no job, 4 kids and disabled in America is a death sentence.
Please help me. Please help me.