Help JB: an Autistic Activist Recover from Police Brutality

Help an Autistic Activist Recover from Police Brutality and Legal Injustice

My name is JB. I’m an autistic activist, advocate for neurodivergent rights, and a survivor of recent violent injustice.

Last week, I was wrongfully arrested, brutally handled by police, and denied my rights and medical care in what turned into a nightmare of abuse and discrimination. I’m sharing my story to raise awareness and ask for help as I face legal and medical battles, with no financial support or legal representation. I never thought I’d be here, but here I am — reaching out to the community for support.

What happened:

While packing for a move, I experienced an extreme autistic sensory overload and panic attack. I was holding my 15lb emotional support animal when officers arrived at my door due to a false accusation of drug use and violence. I calmly informed them of my condition and tried to de-escalate, but their response was aggression.

I was not violent. I used peaceful resistance — lying on the ground and calmly asking for due process. I was met with force. Officers pinned me face-down, put their knees on my neck and back, and left me bleeding. I asked for my Miranda rights, a sergeant, and a hospital. I was mocked and denied all three.

Instead of medical attention, I was accused — without evidence — of being on drugs. Despite requesting a test to prove my sobriety, they refused. I was strapped, shoved into a squad car, and taken to county jail where I was further denied my rights, food, hygiene, and communication.

Inside the jail:

• I was kept in solitary confinement for 3 days.

• I experienced multiple seizures and medical emergencies with no care.

• I was denied toilet paper, soap, and basic human dignity.

• I was mocked for being autistic, starved, strip-searched, and denied phone calls, legal counsel, and access to my medication.

• I was told I was being treated “like a terrorist” and was held for 72 hours without explanation.

Despite three weeks of clean drug tests and a lifetime with no criminal record, I am still being treated like a guilty person — drug-tested, watched, and denied due process. I’ve been labeled, bruised, and humiliated. Worst of all, my story is being discredited and my mental health disregarded.

Why I need help:

I’ve lost my income. I’ve lost my safety net. And I am still fighting to clear my name — without a lawyer I trust, or any assurance that my rights will be respected in the future. I am scared, traumatized, and exhausted. But I am not giving up.

I need help to cover:

• Legal representation

• Medical bills (including treatment for seizures and injuries)

• Temporary housing and recovery expenses

• Support for emotional healing from PTSD and trauma

If you believe in justice, in neurodivergent rights, in protecting vulnerable people from systemic abuse — please support this campaign.

Even sharing my story helps. If you know anyone with contacts at the ACLU, disability rights orgs, or legal advocacy networks, please connect them with me. I am ready to speak up — I just need help standing on my feet again.

With peace, love, unity, and the hope for a better world,

JB