Anonymous Story: Does he know what he did was wrong?

Anonymous Story: Does he know what he did was wrong?

That's how things started but it began to escalate. He would began to pressure me give him handjobs and perform oral sex. I started to tell him no, and I didn't want to. But he would force my head down, or say if I loved him I would. It didn't matter that I said no or was crying. He wouldn't stop until he was done. Afterwards he would apologize for it, and say he didn't mean to.

Sarah’s story: Do you really think you did nothing wrong?

Sarah’s story: Do you really think you did nothing wrong?

You did all that to me, and probably more that I’ve blanked out, after I told you I was molested as a child. I can’t believe that was 5 years ago. You’re the only person I can honestly say i Hate. I hope you never find happiness.

Anonymous Story: We will be shamed

Anonymous Story: We will be shamed

hate boys mens all together. I stay as far as aways as i can from people. But through all of that I'm still standing here and telling my story. I'm just gonna try to move on with life.
Thank you for reading my story.

Anonymous Story: Boyfriends

Anonymous Story: Boyfriends

I've been raped many times, so many times i cannot even count. I've had sex with 40 guys and they have been everything from sweet and charming to downright horrendous.

Anonymous Story: Disregarded

Anonymous Story: Disregarded

We talked a while. There was a plan for me to go home. Then he started kissing me. I was so uninformed and inexperienced, I didn't actually know what happened during sex. I was stunned into submission.

Anonymous Story: Lifetime of inappropriate behavior

Anonymous Story: Lifetime of inappropriate behavior

I think I was presented to our fellow passengers as an available
child-mistress. In other words, pimped out. However, said passengers were hip to this, and refused her.
Again, I was humiliated, I didn't undestand at first, but figured it out and felt like a cheap ersatz Lolita.

Anonymous Story: Predatory HIV Sexual Assault … It happened to me

Anonymous Story: Predatory HIV Sexual Assault … It happened to me

Anytime I share this story I never fail to realize the extent of evil a single human can inflict upon society. At the same time, I reflect on the strength and integrity of a friend of mine.

Anonymous Story: I didn’t consent to unprotected sex

Anonymous Story: I didn’t consent to unprotected sex

I felt guilty identifying with people who had experienced more violent encounters, so I downplayed it in my head, and to others. I instantly became more withdrawn sexually. I stopped having sex for about a year, and when I started again I would often have panic attacks during sex. Then I would feel guilty for ruining the sexual experience for the other participant.

Princy Prince’s Story: i was raped (three times) in doha qatar

Princy Prince’s Story: i was raped (three times) in doha qatar

The doctor came and checked me she did not find any bruises so they thought i was lying … In that depression, in that fear, in that lost hope i cried and said i wanted to die was my biggest mistake….. They admitted me in a psychiatric ward… None of the doctors believed me, none of the police believe me, not even my family did.

Anonymous Story: Memories

Anonymous Story: Memories

I have had a memory recently that i had never had before, so I'm not sure how real or accurate it is. I can see someone on top on me, with them holding my mouth shut & they are having intercourse with me. The person doing this is just a blur, I can't see any details about them, but i can tell where I am & it seems too real to me to be fabricated by my own mind. I am just struggling with the fact of is this true & accurate & has my mind just buried it deep down, or am I crazy & imagining it.

A D’s Story: It’s still crushing

A D’s Story: It’s still crushing

My experience in the police station was another soul wrecking experience. The officer I was explaining to was clearly holding back his laughter. When I finished he broke out into laughter and told me "Kid, men can't be raped by women. Go home and quit wasting my time."

Anonymous Story: He Was Supposed To Be My Father Figure

Anonymous Story: He Was Supposed To Be My Father Figure

She wouldn't let him near me. But, my brothers still had to see him every week. He taught them to call me "princess" (his pet name for me) and "whore". They were 10 and 7.

Anonymous Story: Your Mom is supposed to protect you.

Anonymous Story: Your Mom is supposed to protect you.

At 8 I was raped at knife point by a neighbors uncle. so so terrifying. No one did anything. I saw this man daily for months after. My mom said I made it up. She knew this creep had been in prison almost his whole life. She was too afraid that it would come out about her and my Stepdad.

Anonymous Story: Fourteen

Anonymous Story: Fourteen

A woman slowly wandered over
She whispered he’s taking photos of you bending over
I am shocked

Jennifer’s Story to FINALLY tell

Jennifer’s Story to FINALLY tell

When did he decide he was going to do it? When he saw me trying to get into the house? Was it a quick decision that he was going to take advantage of this situation that had presented itself? Has he done it again to other girls and women? I've tried looking him up on FB, just so I could see his face. I couldn't find him. I was curious for some reason if he had gotten married, had children. Was he still partying, abusing others? I needed to see a picture of my abuser. I needed to see a picture of the man that stole my innocence, that deprived me of something I had cherished.

989 days, 3 hours, 18 minutes, and 47 seconds later

989 days, 3 hours, 18 minutes, and 47 seconds later

To the small town, liberal arts college quarterback that sexually assaulted me, It’s been 989 days, 3 hours, 18 minutes, and 47 seconds since you assaulted me. I have a lot of things I’ve been wanting to say for the

Anonymous Story: A long time ago…

Anonymous Story: A long time ago…

Around 1 am he came into my bedroom and raped me. (I had rollers in my hair!) He left and as i walked him to the door shaking my head and told him how he abused my trust. He called me the next day at work. I said I cannot believe you would even think I would talk to you, and i hung up. I blamed myself.

Anonymous Story: I Was Raped Multiple Times

Anonymous Story: I Was Raped Multiple Times

I felt I had no choice but to let him, because I felt if I said no, I wouldn't have been living. He always threatened that he'd tell others if I didn't obey.

Julia’s Story: Psychologist advice

Julia’s Story: Psychologist advice

My name is Julia, I was raped at the age of 14. I found out I was pregnant on the day I lost the baby at 14.
I studied Psychology, went to therapy and nothing seemed to help. Until I realized that this one is on me. So I fought and today, I am happier than I've ever been.

Carly’s Story: His Only Daughter That He Chose To Hurt

Carly’s Story: His Only Daughter That He Chose To Hurt

My adoptive mother didn't want anything to do with me after me getting raped. She would call me horrible horrible names that no mother should call her child. Slut, whore, bitch, etc. My adoptive mother knew how much I hated my adoptive father, so as punishment for losing my virginity before marriage she made my adoptive dad take me on hunting and fishing trips.

Anonymous Story: Shipmates.

Anonymous Story: Shipmates.

I went to the bathroom and threw up from nervousness. I cried and hyperventilated until I threw up again. I washed my face and put on my clothes. They reeked of cigarettes and alcohol. I check my phone and of course, it's dead. I leave the hotel, get on the next bus home, and cry some more to myself.

Anonymous Story: the night of the birthday

Anonymous Story: the night of the birthday

I felt really bad about it and I blamed myself for it, I mean I did nothing about it.. ever since I don’t trust guys anymore. I don’t feel comfortable with my body anymore and I have serious trust issues.

Anonymous Story: It happens to men too

Anonymous Story: It happens to men too

I remember the man supporting my weight as we walked down the street and him asking me my age, I clearly remember telling him I was 16. This is important because the legal age of homosexual sex wasn’t lowered to 16 until 2001, and this was 1997 so even if I had consented to what was about to happen (which i didn’t) by the laws of the time it was rape.

Leah’s Story: I was only 13

Leah’s Story: I was only 13

I immediately cringed away. I said no. I told him that we were too young for this and I didn't feel right with it. He once again told me to stop making a fuss. I told him that I wanted to wait and he told me that i was overreacting.

Paige’s Story: Change needs to happen.

Paige’s Story: Change needs to happen.

After the attack I started to walk off, he said to me what's wrong? I replied saying I said no, his come back to this was "sometimes no means yes when it comes to women".

Acceptance – No Justice

Acceptance – No Justice

** Trigger warning** I have been dealing with my attack for over two years now and it feels insane to even say that it has been that long. It felt like just yesterday everything happened. You make progress…then you go

Anonymous Story: CATFISHED by the LAW

Anonymous Story: CATFISHED by the LAW

I thought we were seeing each other and his plan was to drug me, beat me, rape me, torture me all nite long in that laquinta motel room on Abercorn almost 8 years ago.

Anonymous Story: Not my fault

Anonymous Story: Not my fault

es, I was drunk in a boys room, but he pursued me and attempted to rape my unconscious body. And that act I believe has changed my life, in some small way. Made me less worthy. More worthy of criticism and blame, lower moralled. Less worthy of love.

Hannah’s story: He Stole Every Bit Of Humanity That I Had

Hannah’s story: He Stole Every Bit Of Humanity That I Had

When I went to my boss about it he said “I don’t know what to believe because I’ve always known him to be walked over women. He’s a nice guy and I don’t see him doing that”.

Anonymous Story: On JP

Anonymous Story: On JP

I made it clear we were not romantic – but still we had sex. I said no, I said no, I said no; but still we had sex.

Anonymous Story: He didn’t even take the tampon out

Anonymous Story: He didn’t even take the tampon out

But at this point it wasn’t really even my body anymore. It was his. He had control of it, and that’s all it I was to him. A body. A limp lifeless body. It felt as if he had taken my humanity away from me, as if I wasn't even a person anymore, as if I was just a thing.