Support Jeffrey's Journey to Independence and Relief

Hi. My name is Jeffrey Naslund, Jr. I am 38 years old, and I am high-functioning autistic. And I live in North Lauderdale, Florida, not Pompano, like what my profile says below. I am a high school graduate, but I never went to college or any school for a good career. I've been in a challenging situation for years.

I was verbally abused by my mother Theresa. She was stressed out and took it out on me instead of managing it, and I got stressed, and she got all dramatic about it, and I got more stressed. I was forced to do chores with great haste every day without taking a break and I had more stress and I never took a break. I felt overworked and restless and messed up inside. When I found a hobby, my mother would nag me and force me to get up to do what she wanted. When I go for a walk or go out to enjoy myself, she would hound me, you know, go after me and berate me, making me feel worse. Or she would text me to come back home immediately or she would cut off my phone bill, and I was not able to rush home after walking several miles. These issues were too much for me to handle! And stress took a toll on me!

But either my mom would tell me to relax which is hard to do, or she would tell me to deal with it when I couldn't, or she would tell me to behave when stress and other issues affected my behavior.

When we sought professional help, my mother would talk to the therapist or counselor about my behavior instead of my stress and issues, and I was still suffering from the inside out.

I was often wound up with the wrong crowd (they came to us) and I picked up their habits which is something I do not mean to do, and these habits are hard to break.

And karma finally struck us. My mom and I became poor and experienced homelessness, and she would blow all of our hard-earned money on junk food and drinks for survival instead of saving up for a new house, and we'd eat in the streets. That was before I moved away and told my other relatives everything that has happened to me. I am now in a group home which is helping me live an independent life, I have a roof over my head and food in my belly, I had a job once, but due to severe stress and other issues, it has affected my old job (the car wash). I almost got fired, but I got written up many times before, and things became too difficult to deal with, so I quit my old job. Besides, I don't think I had good pay, and I worked there for 7 years. I plan on working at a grocery store. So many years are going by, and I am still in a group home, but I am still not able to relax. It has its own share of problems. Noisy and rude patients, caregivers who are sometimes critical, I am often called to do a bunch of stuff, I feel like I am not getting a break from these things. And I am a man on disability who is going through so much right now.

And I am in a financial situation. I do not have enough money to buy my own house. So if you want to donate, I would appreciate that very much.