PLEASE HELP ME ESCAPE HOMELESSNESS - I need you!

Hey there lovely people, my name is Kat, and I could really use your help...

I am an autistic woman, stuck on the streets with no real way out.

This kind of all started on February 28th, 2021, when my husband took his own life, and I lost literally everything.

We'd had a great home, a beautiful cat, a lovely garden, except my husband had serious paranoid schizophrenia and suffered serious delusional episodes, as well as being grand mal epileptic which had caused him many massive ABIs (Acquired Brain Injuries). I had no idea how bad his episodes had been getting...After his death, within that month, I had to quickly leave the small town we had been living in, and leave everything behind, because it had become dangerously unsafe for me to be there as it turned out his friends weren't really his friends where I was concerned - without my husband, I was extremely vulnerable. Like I am now.

After I came back to the city, I was living in a great place until the end of last year, when I was evicted for asking for a safe place to eat my meals - a WOMEN ONLY place - because I am a survivor of extreme domestic/sexual violence and felt afraid around men (even men wearing dresses). I was told that men ARE women and I was stupid for feeling afraid. Then I was evicted for complaining. (I was so confused - how is it that that's EXACTLY the kind of treatment someone in my position deserves from an organisation that calls itself 'SAFE' for survivors of DV/SA?) About a week later..:

In early December, I had an autistic meltdown in the city. I didn't do it on purpose. I get picked on and bullied a lot and I was sitting in a car park crying and rocking, trying to calm myself down, when the police came and put me in handcuffs and beat me so badly that I had bruises all over my body for 3 weeks afterwards, a massive contusion on the back of my head where they slammed my head into the ground for asking them to please loosen the handcuffs (I have osteoporosis, osteoarthritis, fibromyalgia, and scoliosis - I was hardly a threat to ANYONE) and cuts around my wrists. I had brought my laptop with me that day, and my phone and my purse, and I TOLD THEM to make sure they bring my laptop and phone and purse with me because they are MINE. Big mistake. Autistic oversharing, as usual from me... I know now that's WHY they took it...

The police who beat me up then took me to the hospital FOR NO REASON and had me drugged. Literally. I HAD DONE NOTHING WRONG BUT BE AUTISTIC. When I woke up, I asked for my property and was told that I had no property. THE POLICE DIDN'T GIVE THEM ANY PROPERTY BEL

ONGING TO ME, NOT EVEN MY PHONE OR MY PURSE. It took me MONTHS of emailing the car park for the CCTV footage, the hospital and the police, to find out what had happened to MY PROPERTY.

It turns out - Melbourne East Police stole my $1799 laptop (which I am still paying off), my $700 purple Samsung A54, and my purse - with all of my identification. Because I believe the hospital, and I believe the car park. Evicted, beaten, drugged, and robbed - all in one week.

Since then, I have been homeless, AND I have accessed all of the funding which is available to me, (at least that's what I've been told by the relevant organisations). Because of my autism and because I am a single, vulnerable female, I try to hide so I don't get hurt anymore - so I sleep wherever is safest, like this one car park I used to go to before the security guard decided he didn't care that I was out of sight and nobody knew I was there and kicked me out, and then a cave underneath a motel where I inhaled dust and got sick just to stay out of sight... Right now, I'm sleeping in a churchyard - but only when it's not raining - when it rains, it's off to the steps of the town hall...

As I write this, there is rain coming, and I'm sitting in the dirt in an alcove of the church I sleep next to - and I think I have come up with a plan to escape this for good.

If you guys can help me, I can make my way to Coober Pedy and start a new life, travelling via Adelaide. There is nothing left for me in Melbourne anymore, my husband is gone, my property has been stolen, there are no housing options available to me without the identification that the police stole from me, I have exhausted the governmental funding allotted to me, AND I am exposed and unsafe.

I've done my research, and it can be done! This week, I need to get a new birth certificate, new photo identification, and with your help a way to get there, some clothes, some shoes, some things to start a new life in a new place where I can be safe and warm and happy...maybe...?