Sherry Yvette Barnett testifies on daughter's death and mistreatment seeking services

Good afternoon.

My name is Sherry Yvette Barnett.

I'm a little nervous.

Understand, please.

Four months ago, my daughter.

Do you want to take a minute?

Yes.

And then speak into the mic so that we can all hear you.

Okay.

Do you need any water?

No.

Thank you.

My daughter passed away four months ago of a heart attack.

So I'm here today because I was supposed to have been with her, but unfortunately I'm here because my daughter had a disability.

I have one and my son.

So it's just my son now.

Altogether, I had four children.

I only have three boys who are grown.

My 25-year-old, Reef, I help with him and, you know, take care of him and stuff like that.

So I'm here because...

When I try to get services for him or I, you know, turn away or treat it inhumane, told, yelled at.

For instance, I'm trying to get food stamps or anything for him.

Let's be real.

They treat me really bad, yell at me.

Tell me no, even cut them off.

So I don't know how to get any for next month or the months after.

During this time, I'm also treated, bully, harass, spit on.

And these are people that are professional.

That's doing this to me.

I got a call the other day.

They're asking me about...

What's your name?

You know, things of that sort.

No problem.

But what I'm trying to say is when can someone really, who's listening?

I have a disability.

These people have power.

Who do you think they're going to listen to, me or them?

So I want to know, where can I get some help?

And also, can someone understand?

These people, they come.

I don't want to say their names in general.

They come and they just take everything.

I don't have the important documents.

What happened?

Who stole them?

Who did this?

But unfortunately, I'm just being treated really bad.

I get no help.

I'm talked down to, like I said, spit on.

I'm a human being.

You're talking about AI.

Once you say AI, I'm leaving.

Because I'm not a fan.

I'm not a fan.

I just want my things.

And I'm a citizen.

So why are you questioning me where I'm from, this and that?

You understand?

So I just want people to understand how many times you're going to bully me.

What about my son?

I'm coming in the building.

I can't get upstairs.

I'm aching.

I'm hurting.

Just because I look a certain way, trust me, I'm feeling the pain.

Plenty of times, my daughter, she's in a wheelchair.

We had to stay downstairs because she couldn't get upstairs.

She don't want to hurt herself.

But who's going to help me?

Who am I going to tell this to?

When is it?

gonna stop.

Just give me, just give me my things.

She's no longer

I have a son.

He needs me.

But who's really listening?

I'm tired.

I'm hurt.

I just want my documents.

I've been here 40 something years.

I got enough sense to know to become a citizen.

Why you keep coming for me?

Women, you come, you're groping me.

For what?