<div><strong>Help Cassy (Chocolate Autizzy) Escape Homelessness</strong>
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<div>Hi, my name is Cassy. Many people online know me as Chocolate Autizzy. I’m a neurodivergent woman struggling with severe mental health issues, currently homeless and on the streets.
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<div>I’ve survived things most people couldn’t even imagine: childhood sexual abuse, domestic violence, and layers of trauma that have left me with severe anhedonia.
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<div>Despite everything, I’ve spent my life trying to lift up other neurodivergent people like me, mentally ill, traumatized, socially awkward people who so often slip through every crack in the system. I’ve opened up about my life on YouTube channels and podcasts, hoping to shine a light on what happens to neurodivergent women when we have no family, no resources, and no safety nets.
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<div>I’ve advocated for neurodivergent women trapped in poverty, for women with ASPD who’ve been thrown into the prison system instead of offered real mental health care, and for lonely femcels like me who’ve never known love or stability. I’ve given countless hours spreading awareness, and offering comfort and advice to neurodivergent women online who reached out to me feeling completely alone.
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<div>But despite all my efforts to advocate for others, I have no one to advocate for me.
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<div><strong>Why I’m Asking for Help</strong>
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<div>Being homeless has completely destroyed my mental health. Every day I’m exposed to dangers most people never have to think about, just trying to survive another night on the streets.
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<div>I’ve tried everything: calling HUD, legal aid, every housing and mental health agency I could find. I’ve been put on endless hold, promised callbacks that never came, or told to wait six months for trauma therapy when the reality is I might not survive six more days. I’ve gone hungry for days at a time. Some nights, I truly wonder if it would be easier to just end my suffering.
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<div>But I keep trying to put my faith in God. I pray that somehow, there’s still hope for me.
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<div><strong>My Goal</strong>
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<div>I am raising money so I can:
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<div>Buy a trailer or camper to live in. Traditional housing systems have failed me over and over. A trailer would give me a secure place of my own so I’m not sleeping outside, constantly vulnerable to more violence and exploitation.
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<div>Cover immediate survival needs: Food, hygiene products, medical care, the basics I often go without.
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<div>Start trauma therapy privately if needed, since public options keep turning me away or adding me to waitlists I might not live to see.
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<div><strong>Why This Matters</strong>
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<div>There’s no official data showing how many neurodivergent, mentally ill women are homeless like me. No statistics that capture how many autistic women are out here suffering. But I am living proof that without real support, women like me are incredibly vulnerable.
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<div>I’ve tried to be strong for so many others. I’ve shared my story to raise awareness about how neurodivergent women end up in cycles of poverty, how women with ASPD are criminalized instead of given treatment, how lonely, neurodivergent femcels like me struggle to find love, community, or even basic stability.
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<div>I’ve been a voice for others for so long, but right now I can’t keep going while I’m homeless. I need help to finally build a foundation for myself, somewhere safe to heal so I can keep doing the work I’ve done for years to uplift women like me.
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<div><strong>Your Support Could Save My Life</strong>
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<div>Even sharing this campaign means the world to me. If you’ve ever cared about neurodivergent women who suffer from mental health issues, please help me find stability.
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<div>Thank you for reading my story. Thank you for seeing me when so many systems did not.
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<div>Cassy aka Chocolate Autizzy
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<div>(An autistic girl stuck in survival mode who’s still hoping for a chance to actually live)
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Anonymous

theresa Jones

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