Sunday, April 2, 2023

... MY UNTOLD PRIVATE LIFE IS PART OF THE TRIO OF MY MISERABLE KILLERS.

 


MY MARRIED LIFE... A marriage that ended in adultery with one of my married friends who betrayed me. Here are the protagonists of this never-ending story. This testimony is supported by documents that prove everything I say.

 On 1983 I met Victor when he was the manager of Avianca Colombian airline in New York. I was working for Banco de Bogotá a Trust co. from a Colombia’s bank. In June 1984 our first son was born and in July 1985 we married. I was for Victor like his business card to support his professional imagen of a married man. I raised our 3 sons by myself, and I took care of the house due to his frequent business traveling. I had to give up my dreams as an author and choose my marriage over my books.

 In the year 2000 I met Ana, soon our friendship involved our family, and we joined parties and family events. I asked Ana to help me promote my book “The American Dream” through the Spanish Association where she was secretary. In 2001 the Association asked for the collaboration of Avianca to participate in an end-of-year event. On May 30, 2002, Victor left the house and moved to an apartment with Ana. On the tenancy application he states Ana as a wife and her son as his. On August 20, 2002, Ana divorced her husband.






On December 12, 2002, Victor stated to the court that the breakup of our marriage was for my bad relationship with his mother. He states that for years we had heated arguments initiated by me involving my relationship with his mother. He said I refused to allow her into our house and send money to her in Colombia. These arguments were increasing and there was no reason to continue living together. This is totally false. I did take care of his mother and lived with her despite the miserable life she gave me.

 In 2003 I became secretary of the Hispanic association along with Ana. I was blind not to see Victor and Ana cheating on me. On August 16, 2003, Victor married Ana in a Holy matrimony.  On September 18, 2003, we had our settlement of divorce. Our divorce became a family tragedy for me and our sons with a lot of miserable events. My lawyers asked me to give up the portion of the money I was entitled to in exchange for permanent ALIMONY. In 2005 Victor established businesses with large profits. Despite  that he started making motions, lying and deceiving the court to reduce/terminate my alimony but his attempts up to today date have been failed.

 On 2012 Victor and our sons knew my decision to move to New York. Suddenly my alimony was terminated, and I became homeless using my storage as a shelter. I called him to ask about the payment of my alimony and he told me that he had declared me dead/missing.  According to him he hired a lawyer, they put an Ad in a local NJ newspaper to find me. In view of the fact that I didn’t show up, they stopped my alimony. I went to court and Victor was ordered to deposit the money in less than 48 hours. I didn’t file charges against him. December 14, 2014, he said alimony has taken a tremendous toll on his life and his marriage to the extent that his wife threatened to divorce him. In 2019 Victor moved to Colombia to get away from the alimony.  In 2020 he used the pandemic to illegally reduce my alimony leading me in a financial hardship to rent an apartment and have court dates.

 In his most recent motion dated March 8, 2023, Victor defamed me to avoid alimony payments. He is taking information from my web pages where I express the miserable life I have in New York, so the court sees me as a corrupt person. He is making a wrong and false statement in my last housing case. He states that I currently have an open eviction case, in the Bronx County courts, in Washington, in New York. According to him, I have a pending case. All his arguments are false, I have never been evicted, on July 8, 2022, I moved from this place and the case is closed. What I post on my blog  www.bankofamericamykiller.com is backed by evidence. Victor is making a false story to create a bad image of me and the court rules in his favor.



 Victor also brought to court events that occurred in my teenage past. He says I tricked him by not telling him details of what happened in my adolescence. He is now using this information as a reason for our divorce, different from the one he gave in the judgment of divorce that was for arguments with his mother. He also claims that our marriage was a hoax even though I was a dedicated wife and mother. I will not give up and I will fight for this right until the last day of my life, which is when my ALIMONY ends.


Tuesday, January 31, 2023

YEAR 2023 STRICKEN BY INJUSTICE AND THE LIFE OF HOMELESS THAT 2022 LEFT ME.



NOVEMBER 2023


MY EFFORTS TO FIND HOUSING ARE CRUMBLING MORE AND MORE EVERY DAY…TWO PEOPLE FROM REAL ESTATES HAVE BROKEN MY HEART WITH FALSE PROMISES OF HELP.

In June 2019 I went to a building in the Bronx, and I was attracted by the location, friendliness of the superintendent and good maintenance of the shared areas. This visit turned into a hope and an obsession to rent an apartment. On August 4, 2023, the super informed me that the 210 one-bedroom apartment was vacant. The super allowed a real estate agent Mr. Valdez and I to get to know the apartment, even though it needed some repairs. I took some pictures, and the agent gave me his business card promising to help me rent it. I emailed him all the documents required to rent. I felt like my dream of becoming a tenant of my admired building was beginning to come true.



 
After a week I didn't hear from Mr. Valdez, I started calling him on the phone and he never answered my calls. I went to the address of the office that had the card. In this place there were cubicles with chairs that were rented by people attending appointments. On the glass door was a picture of the agent's card and he wasn't there. The super showed me apartment 202 telling me that it would be available soon. On August 30, 2023, a new real estate agent Mr. Jansel informed me that the apartment 210 had been rented. I had no choice but to wait for apartment 202.

 On September 7, 2023, the super informed me that apartment 202 had legal problems with the previous tenant who had decided to hand over the keys on September 11, the expiration date of the contract. On September 18, I had to be in the hospital due to surgery. On October 3, I texted the super with a photo from the hospital. On October 26, he told me that the apartments 211 and 202 were still available. On November 15, the apartment 202 had still not been rented. On November 17, I contacted Mr. Jansel and he asked me to bring on November 20, the required documentation to rent the apartment because he was going to help me get it. Two days later he told me that my application was in process, but since it was the Thanksgiving holiday week, he asked me to call him on Monday, November 27. He never answered my calls and ignored my messages. On November 29, 2023, the super informed me that apartment 202 had recently been rented.

 It seems that my hopes and dreams are born out of misery to be further magnified by pain and suffering.

 

 OCTOBER 2023 POST

A GALLBLADDER SURGERY PUT ME THROUGH MORE MISERABLE SITUATIONS.

I was labeled “FALL RISK "and after two surgeries I was sent to a Rehabilitation Center. The therapist wanted to hold me up pedaling a bike for 15 minutes a day from Monday to Friday. A month in a hospital was enough for me and I decided to do my own discharge against medical advice. 

The day I left the medical facility I had no place to sleep. I spent 9 hours sitting on a chair waiting for a bed. Next day I found out that my belongings were thrown out including my computer and some documents.



SEPTEMBER 2023 POST

MY LIFE ON DOCTORS HANDS AND THE MEDICINE …THE PAIN ATTACHED TO MY MISERY 

I am writing this post from the bed at NC Hospital Bronx NY. (Hardly using my cell phone). A heavy back pain I had put me through a complicated gallbladder surgery. This pain started on August 22, 2023. Someone called an ambulance to take me to the hospital. A paramedic reported me as a drunk person and the pain was unattended by the emergency. (See previous post). I tolerated the pain with my own painkillers until September 18, 2023. I called a taxi to take me to the hospital. I was treated with painkillers and next day Tuesday early in the morning I was discharged from the hospital. I went to my storage in NJ to survive the pain. At midnight my pain becomes intolerable and Wednesday early in the morning I called an ambulance to take me back to the hospital. This day I got morfina and Percocet to relieve the pain. Late in the afternoon I had a Cat Scan test it showed my gallbladder inflamed and infected. I needed a surgery to remove it. Thursday I was knocked down by narcotics due to the increasing pain. The surgery couldn’t be done because the hospital had no water. On Friday afternoon the doctors made posible the surgery. I woke up from the anesthesia next day at 5 am causing worries to doctors and nurses. This day I couldn’t get up from the bed and I was labeled as a “Fall Risk person “ it have kept me in bed until I go to a Rehabilitation Center and a physical therapist assist me to walk.

The doctors found stones pilled up in my gallbladder that was attached to my liver. When they went to pull it up the gallbladder broke and the stones spread out inside me. A doctor cut his finger and his blood mixed with mine. I am still with infection and is not coming out with antibiotics. There are discharges and stones where the gallbladder was and I need another surgery to remove it. I was scheduled for September 29 at another hospital but due to the flooding caused by rain is rescheduled for October 2, 2023.


AUGUST 2023 POST

 A PARAMEDIC FROM FDNY AMBULANCE GAVE TO THE HOSPITAL A FALSE REPORT TO DAMAGE MY MEDICAL RECORD... A MANAGER AT EXTRASPACE STORAGE THREATENED TO TERMINATE MY LEASE IF I USE ELECTRICITY TO CHARGE MY COMPUTER OR CELL PHONE.

 August 26, 2023

 NYS DOH BUREAU OF EMS

Complaint & Investigation Unit

875 Central Ave

Albany, NY 12206

 My name is Clemencia Garzon, on August 22, 2023, EMS was called to transport me to North Central Hospital Bronx NY. I was sick and in pain and an ambulance from FDNY came to assist me. I am immensely disgusted with the service of what is supposed to be a ‘medical professional’ in my time of need.

 Around 1 pm I had lunch at a Chinese buffet. Suddenly I felt a lot of stomach pain and started vomiting. In addition, I had woken up with back pain and this worsened my health. Paramedic Mr. Brent Ehlberg asked me what was wrong, I told him I felt intoxicated. He asked me how many drinks I had and which kind. I replied that I had not drunk alcohol, that I had lunch at a Chinese buffet, and this had intoxicated my stomach. Mr. Ehlberg in a jocular tone of voice asked me again what liquor I had taken. I said repeatedly that I had not drunk alcohol. He questioned the people who were present to corroborate that I was saying that I had drunk alcohol by repeating that I was intoxicated. He proceeded to inform me I was drunk when I was truthfully denying any drug or alcohol consumption. I was suffering from intoxication as I ate something toxic.

 When I had to get into the ambulance, I told Mr. Ehlberg that the steps were too high for me, I have a knee with severe arthritis and I can't bend it, plus I had problems with my feet. Mr. Ehlberg sarcastically replied that I had to climb alone without help, he repeated that I should do it. I insisted that it was difficult for me to climb the steps. The ambulance driver, Ms. Kimberly Lopez, heard the argument and looked for a stool so that I could get in. Mr. Ehlhber sat me on a bench and a while later realized that I did not have a seat belt and put it on.

 Inside the ambulance, Mr. Ehlberg asked for my psychiatric history. I told him I had none, as I have never needed the help of a psychiatrist. I informed him that I am an author and had written 3 books. He asked me for the name of one of them and I said The American Dream. Mr. Elhberg started Googling me saying it wasn't true because my name didn't appear and neither did that book. The accusations continued with both him referring to me as a liar and a drunk. His intimidating way forced me to look for book pictures in my phone so he could believe me. I told him that the name of the book in English is Before and After the Border and had my ex-husband's last name. Upon arriving at the hospital, the ambulance driver left. I can hardly get off the ambulance by holding myself on a small rail. I could barely get down because of the high steps.

At the hospital Mr. Ehlberg ran to talk to a woman at the register desk, they looked at me frequently. A Spanish nurse approached me to ask what happened. I told her I was intoxicated with food. She immediately corrected me by telling me not to use the term INTOXICATION because it meant being under some substance. What I had was FOOD POISONING. I didn’t know it; In Colombia we use the term intoxication when food is ingested and causes damage to the stomach.

 Due to this man’s actions, I now have documentation and a medical record that states that I was admitted for drug and alcohol intoxication. The medical records and my lab work do not coincide with this information, stating that I had neither drugs nor alcohol in my system. The Doctor who took care of me and a Social Worker provided me with the Prehospital Care Report Summary to make this complaint. Mr. Ehlberg needs to change his wrong entry to fix the reason for my visit. I find it absurd that you would have a Paramedic but doesn’t understand a bit of Spanish and is clearly incapable of gauging food poisoning versus alcohol and drug intoxication.

 I appreciate the FDNY ambulance for transporting me, but this Paramedic is a disgusting representation. It also raises the question for me as an American citizen with Hispanic roots: how many other Hispanic clients has this man had that he mocked and treated as second rate citizens?  Ones that are afraid to speak up or unable to understand what he says and the gravity of his poor social skills.

 I am demanding that action be taken against Mr. Ehlberg. I would also like the reason for my call to be corrected so that my medical records do not make me appear as though I’m a substance abuser, and to ensure that no one is ever treated this way by this individual again. Mr. Ehlberg instead of searching Google my professional life, he should search Google the PROPER topic/ translation he would have seen, and I quote “LA INTOXICACIÓN”: POISONING’. Thank you for your prompt attention to this matter.






 

*****

 I have been a customer of Life Storage in New Jersey since 2012 and in New York since 2022.  As of August 1st, 2023, Life Storage was bought out by ExtraSpace Storage. I've been charging my computer or cell phone using the building's outlets and this has never been an issue. In New Jersey there are several plugs at half the height of the unit. In New York there is only one socket near the front door, and it is necessary to use a ladder because it is very high. On August 12, 2023, I was charging my computer at New York storage when the new manager for ExtraSpace Storage Mr. Roberto Garcia informed me that I was no longer permitted to use the building’s electricity to charge my computer or phone as I did in the past with the previous administration. (I occasionally charge my computer twice a week).  Mr. Garcia assured me that as a new manager he will change everything that the previous manager allowed customers to do because his performance has been a disaster.

 The previous manager was a polite, friendly, and professional young man who talked to customers privately, not in the hallway. Mr. Garcia was quite loud with his tone of voice to repeat to me that my lease for the unit did not entitle me to use electricity. He assured me that ExtraeSpace Storage does not provide electricity or any amenities to customers other than putting away their belongings and then leaving. Mr. Garcia threatened me with his ability to terminate my lease if I used electricity to charge my electronic devices.

 I have seen other people surreptitiously charging their phone from Mr. Garcia and this is ridiculous, the rent is expensive, and the units are unsafe. The height of the 4 aluminum walls that enclose the unit is 10 feet and has as a ceiling an easy to cut mesh. In June 2023, a man renting a unit broke the mesh and stole the next 5 units. One of the victims showed me photos of the thief that had been captured by the camera in front of the elevator. He told me that the thief's belongings had been given to one of the 5 victims and that he was expecting $5,000.00 from the storage insurance.

 Extra Space Storage should focus more on unit safety and staff friendliness, instead of threatening longtime customers with intimidation for using electricity once in a while. I don't think Extra Space Storage will go bankrupt because I charge my phone or computer in their building.

 

 



 JULY 2023 POST

 WORDS RUN OUT OF WORDS AS I DESCRIBE MY ANGUISH AT HAVING A ROOF OVER MY HEAD.

 


JUNE 2023 POST

THERE IS A TREMENDOUS AMOUNT OF TENSION IN THE AIR THAT I BREATHE INTO THE HOLE I AM IN AND FEEL PRESSURED TO GET OUT AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.






MAY 2023 POST:

SOME SPECIAL DATES MAKE ME COPE WITH MEMORIES; THEY DROP ME DOWN INTO A NEVER-ENDING BLACK HOLE TO BREAK ME INTO PIECES. 



APRIL 2023 POST:

THE FIGHT FOR JUSTICE AGAINST CORRUPTION IS NEVER EASY, IT NEVER HAS BEEN AND NEVER WILL BE. JUDGMENT FOR AN EVIL MATTER IS MANY TIMES DELAYED BUT IT IS SURE AS LIFE, IT IS SURE AS DEATH.

 


 

MARCH 2023 POST  SEE NEW POST … MY UNTOLD PRIVATE LIFE IS PART OF THE TRIO OF MY MISERABLE KILLERS.

FEBRUARY 2023 POST

 This image explains the misery and worsening of my medical conditions that I experienced during this month of February 2023. Once again I was infected by COVID forcing me to be confined in my storage. While battling symptoms such as fever, cough, and shortness of breath on the third day I fainted in the street and ended up in a hospital. The consequences of the blow I am still suffering and are limiting my daily activities.



TO MY FOLLOWERS OF MY BLOGS

January 31, 2023




The circumstances and the basic shortcomings to lead a decent life have not allowed me to write on my blogs or have the courage to tell the misery that currently haunts me.

 I am living in 3 places full of uncertainty and fears:

 1- I spend the day between two storages. One is in New Jersey, I rented it when I moved to New York in 2012 to demand justice from Bank of America. Unfortunately, due to my medical conditions and changing weather, it is difficult for me to go to New Jersey storage. I have to take 8 buses round trip, each trip takes me 3 hours due to bus schedules. Also getting on and off the bus in high steps put my feet sore and swollen.

 The other storage is in New York, and I rented it on July 8, 2022. I started renting a unit in the basement. This area of the building has no signal, I couldn't use the phone or the internet, on top of that, the unit in front of mine is used as a repair shop for large appliances and there are always people in my path. I moved into a unit on the 4th floor. In this place I was harassed by a man who also rents storage.  This man would come up to me screaming, telling me that I should save gold and money to come frequently to the storage. It seemed that he lived in his unit.

 According to the manager, this client was a person fresh out of prison. I felt scared and moved into a unit on the first floor where I currently spend most of my time. Amenities at this location are minimal. In the storage there is only one plug where I can charge my computer and it is located at the entrance of the building. I have to use a ladder to connect a cable and hide behind a door, I have to get up every 8 minutes that the light sensor goes out.




2- The street. Since I don't have a place to prepare my food and I don't have a fridge to keep it, I have to walk through several places to find something to eat. When the temperature allows me to stay outside, I eat in a park since most of my meals are fast food.



 3- I sleep in a room with 6 women, we had a quiet environment until October 14, 2022, when an African American lesbian came to the room. Her attitude as a scandalous man, involved in other people's affairs and with cursing language intimidated the whole group. This woman has not only verbally attacked me, but also a 70-year-old roommate. We were both attacked for asking her to lower her high tone of voice in a phone conversation.

 One of my Hispanic roommates with whom I had a friendship of respect, and I was generous with her, decided to ally herself with the newcomer to turn the coexistence into hell. The group was forced to listen to outrageous, vulgar, and cursing conversations as well as loud phone calls, especially video calls. This woman on December 4, 2022, verbally and physically attacked me in the dark late at night. She told me repeatedly in English and Spanish to suck the "penis" of her and her mother (vulgar word used). She says: The one who speaks here the others know it and I pass it through my ass. You want ass!!! Ohoho... let it stick the finger in its own ass! Without any respect for me she shows me her butt in underwear and moves it to make fun of me.

 I've witnessed terrifying acts I never thought I'd be involved in. This woman sleeps in front of me and keeps me in shock the few hours I'm in the room. She says cursing words to me in English and Spanish, sings, dances, laughs out loud to get my attention.) The audios are of high vulgar content and could be censored if I publish them. My cell phone camera is always ready to record and have evidence of the constant mental harassment I receive daily.

My financial situation

 The economic means that I currently have do not allow me to solve my housing problems. I was receiving alimony and my ex-husband in 2020 decided to reduce it illegally leaving me financially unable to rent an apartment. He used the pandemic as an excuse and moved out of the U.S.

 Since 2019 when I tried to rent an apartment, my search became a nightmare that I am still living. I was burned by corruption, abuse and terror renting a room, exhausted all my efforts to find justice and was ignored. I screamed for help by writing to many state and federal agencies not to get to the miserable situation of living as a homeless person, and I was not heard… AND I'M STILL NOT HEARD.