Tammie’s Story: It Took Over 9 Years to Report Him

Tammie’s Story: It Took Over 9 Years to Report Him

Online catfish. Online predator. He catfished me under many names, accounts, numbers, etc until I finally confronted him and attempted to report him. My karma is I shouldn’t have been there. His karma is exposure. I’ve managed to spread my

Kenzie`s Story: The Perfect Little Life Was Just a Lie

Kenzie`s Story: The Perfect Little Life Was Just a Lie

Hi im Kenzie im 13 years old this is emotional for me but its time to share my story with you. When I was 12 years old during the summer I was sexually assaulted I waited till 2 months ago

Abby’s Story: A High School “Boyfriend”

Abby’s Story: A High School “Boyfriend”

#MeToo: The TRUTH, unedited, for the first time. It started as such an innocuous hashtag, something I saw on social media and thought, “Wow, that’s cool.” But here I am, days, months, and now a year after I first dove

Anonymous Story: Me Too

Anonymous Story: Me Too

“I was 19, just walking home from a friends, it was only 11 o’clock at night. It happened so suddenly, I didn’t fight, I just froze. For a long time, I did not know if it was ‘really’ rape, I

Laura’s Story: My Rapist Thought He Was Being Considerate, He Didn’t Have a Condom So He Anally Raped Me

Laura’s Story: My Rapist Thought He Was Being Considerate, He Didn’t Have a Condom So He Anally Raped Me

As gut wrenching as this is for me and for those who care about me, I’m going to share how I was raped and the magnitude of the events that would come to follow. Spiritually I have been looking for

Anonymous Story: Thirteen

Anonymous Story: Thirteen

Tonight, I was reading a book called full frontal feminism. I felt empowered and strong until I reached a certain chapter. The chapter was about sexual assault and domestic violence. I could feel a ping in my heart as I

Ashley’s Story: How Could It Have Been?

Ashley’s Story: How Could It Have Been?

I’m a grown woman now, 27. I have almost a whole handful of my own children; three girls and one boy. I was only a child though, when it started and finished. During those times I felt some sort of

Anonymous Story: He Still Thinks It’s Okay

Anonymous Story: He Still Thinks It’s Okay

I am a music producer. I worked in the industry for years as a musician and finally reached a point where I was running my own label. I endured a lot of crass comments, and had been asked out and

Jessica’s Story: Traumatic Events Led to Being a Mommy

Jessica’s Story: Traumatic Events Led to Being a Mommy

Hello, my names Jessica and I’m an addict. I’m 19 years old and struggling with PTSD and bipolar disorder, as well as the urge not to use any drugs. Me, 7 months ago: There isn’t a certain drug I’d consider

Erin’s story: stars in my eyes

Erin’s story: stars in my eyes

Please answer the phone. Please answer the phone. Please answer the fucking phone. Dead tone. Beep beep beep. Those beeps became such a feeble connection to the regular world, such wholesome little beeps, like the excitement of watching a truck

Jennifer’s Story: He Thought I Was Mad He Left in the Morning

Jennifer’s Story: He Thought I Was Mad He Left in the Morning

Drink one. Drink two. Drink seven. Alcohol can create blur lines for yourself, and eventually, put you in a place of darkness. One minute you’re standing there with your friends having a good time, the next minute you’re waking up

Janine’s Story: Time to Heal

Janine’s Story: Time to Heal

You have to connect to the ground, and open your heart, to create space, and stand in integrity, to speak your truth. This is a story about healing….my ongoing journey to heal from what was an unspeakable trauma. My hope

Victoria’s Story: Better Days Ahead

Victoria’s Story: Better Days Ahead

The night November 1, 2017, I was beaten half to death by my ex-boyfriend. He kicked me, punched me, pistol-whipped me, and took the battery out of my phone, therefore making it impossible for me to call anyone or for

Olivia’s Story: A Stranger I Had Been Dating For Six Months

Olivia’s Story: A Stranger I Had Been Dating For Six Months

I don’t remember the day or the hour or even the month. All I remember was it was a warmer winter night. My boyfriend, who I had been dating for about 6 months at this point, was upset we wouldn’t

Anonymous Story: Me Too

Anonymous Story: Me Too

When you’re sixteen, there’s not a day when you think that you are not invincible. At least, that was the case for me. When I was sixteen, three years ago, my life was spinning in a million different directions. I

Corey’s Story: God Knows Why

Corey’s Story: God Knows Why

I was a little baby. No care in the world, innocent, happy, when he came through the door. Grandma had just finished washing me up and laid me on the bed, went to go get something I guess. He came

Anonymous Story: 15 and Sexual Harassed Twice!!

Anonymous Story: 15 and Sexual Harassed Twice!!

l live in lndia and l am 15.This happened with me when l was 12 and the same man harassed me twice.l couldn’t except the fact that l was harassed at that time but when two of my friends told

Anonymous Story: My Brother’s Best Friend

Anonymous Story: My Brother’s Best Friend

My brother’s best friend, “C”, babysat my little sister and I was younger without any supervision. My parents were in the house, but in another room. We were in my brother’s room playing the PlayStation. Every other turn my sister

Snezhana’s Story : Massive public humiliation, sexual harassment and abuse of power

Snezhana’s Story : Massive public humiliation, sexual harassment and abuse of power

My story included a case of public humiliation, abuse and sexual harassment in Slovenia, by sexual predators and psychopaths. The harassment included massive abuse of past e-mail correspondence with a former Secretary of State of the Ministry of Finance, whom

Kaitlyn’s Story: They Didn’t Know They Had to Teach Me This

Kaitlyn’s Story: They Didn’t Know They Had to Teach Me This

I met a boy who danced at the same studio I went to. I was 14. We went on our first date bowling. I still have the picture from that day. There’s a lot of dread I feel looking at

Wilson’s Story: Memories of a Square Girl

Wilson’s Story: Memories of a Square Girl

My name is Wilson Shantae and I am a Sex Trafficking Survivor. My journey started at the age of 14. My mother was addicted to heroin and sold me to the neighborhood drug dealer, who at that time was my

Anonymous Story: Me Too

Anonymous Story: Me Too

I went skinny dipping at night in the Gulf of Mexico. I was the only one among my 2 cousins, brother and the husband of a cousin. It was dark enough so I felt safe. I was with my family,

Anonymous Story: I Was Raped By My Coworker That I Worked With at a High School

Anonymous Story: I Was Raped By My Coworker That I Worked With at a High School

In November of 2017, I got a text from someone I didn’t know. It turned out it was a coworker. He had gotten my phone number from the Google doc from the high school we both worked at. The first

Anonymous Story: Me Too

Anonymous Story: Me Too

He took the last part of me I had left to lose Couldn’t find myself, he left my heart and mind confused You couldn’t see it, but the inside of me was bruised He pinned me down and beat my

Anonymous Story: Mixed Emotions

Anonymous Story: Mixed Emotions

I was 18 at the time. Only three months ago from this moment I write. I met this guy on a dating app and we had been talking for just shy of a month at this point. We intended to

Morgan’s Story: Just Added to His List

Morgan’s Story: Just Added to His List

I feel lonely all the time. I am surrounded by many people that love me everyday, yet I feel so alone. What he did to me left me feeling worthless. I am worth less than I ever imagined. I try

Anonymous Story: I Was

Anonymous Story: I Was

I was fifteen years old. He was my best friend’s boyfriend, and we were sat at a table at school. He was beside me–she was across from us–and he stuck his hand up my skirt, tugged aside my pants, and

Anonymous Story: “T”… My Beginning

Anonymous Story: “T”… My Beginning

I am a 21 year old woman who was treated like dirt by the man I love. I was beaten more than once. I tried telling his parents about the abuse but that only made it escalate. I was raped

Anonymous Story: A Story of a Bus

Anonymous Story: A Story of a Bus

You feel it start in your gut — deep inside your stomach. You have to shut your eyes as the tingling begins again. First, you feel it in your fingers. It snakes up your arms, then through your breasts before

Danny’s Story: Three Days They Probably Won’t Remember, And That I Wish I Could Forget

Danny’s Story: Three Days They Probably Won’t Remember, And That I Wish I Could Forget

Coming to terms with being transgender/nonbinary, taking both high school and college classes, and struggling with mental illness is hard enough as it is, but only gets harder when three different people on three different days cause what little self

Anonymous Story: He Probably Doesn’t Even Remember My Name

Anonymous Story: He Probably Doesn’t Even Remember My Name

We met at a high school football game. We were both seniors, but going to different schools. He was 6’7″, easily over 220 lbs, very muscular, extremely handsome and very good at charming people. He went to my best friend’s

Anonymous Story: There Will Never Be Justice for What You Did

Anonymous Story: There Will Never Be Justice for What You Did

I have never written anything about my personal life before, but I’m going to tell you my story that needs to be shared. When I was 7 years old, I was molested by my step-grandfather who we will call “LS”.

Emily’s Story: My Campus Nightmare

Emily’s Story: My Campus Nightmare

The night was March 12th, 2017. I was 18 years old and in the home stretch of my high school career. I was studying a couple classes at the University of M. I had become close to the Teaching Assistant

Zaria’s Story: There Was Once Love

Zaria’s Story: There Was Once Love

It seems every time I close me eyes I can see him on top of me and, if I sit too still, I can feel him. I was 16 when my boyfriend took something from me I will never get

V’s Story:  He Bought Me A Bag of Chips and Told Me to Get Plan B

V’s Story: He Bought Me A Bag of Chips and Told Me to Get Plan B

Two years ago I aborted the child of my rapist. To this day I still feel sick to my stomach at the thought of this. This man had the ability to remove all sense of control from me and break

Anonymous Story: HE TOOK ADVANTAGE OF ME AT 13

Anonymous Story: HE TOOK ADVANTAGE OF ME AT 13

He felt so fucking wrong and I kept saying no everytime he'd thrust his hips, I felt like in my life this was the first time I seriously wanted to die because I had never felt this terrible in my life.

Anonymous story: fraternity men

Anonymous story: fraternity men

I was raped by a Fraternity man who I was actually very close friends with. I knew the majority of the men in the Frat and had spent every day with them for months. I considered them to be some of my closest friends. I had told this one particular man that I did not ever plan on hooking up with him.

Secret’s Story: Over the years

Secret’s Story: Over the years

When I was 8 a boy that was 10 touched my butt almost everyday.When I was 9 that same boy in my class shoved me into a corner and shoved his hand into my shirt.Right now I am still scared of anything potentially happening.

My story: I knew him

My story: I knew him

He sexually assaulted me several times within a month. I've only told one person what happened to me.
I know this wasn't my fault. However I wish I had been smarter and more cautious. I still have nightmares about being assaulted. Thank god I do not have contact with him anymore.

Anonymous Story: The continuum

Anonymous Story: The continuum

"There are other things we can do besides sex" he said. But that's where he was wrong. When I said no sex, I meant I didn't want to be sexual with him. In any way. I wanted to innocently flirt, hold hands, and cuddle on his couch. He saw it as a line crossed when his penis entered my vagina. I saw it as a continuum. It's not, Everything But. It's encompassing all sexual acts. The pressuring to feel my breasts, to take off my pants, those all fall under the continuum of "Sexual." I didn't want any of it.