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: I don’t owe you anything

Anonymous Story: I don’t owe you anything

Rape is rape is rape. And you don’t owe anyone (including your boyfriend) anything. I told you I didn’t want to have sex those nights, yet you got on top of me, my face was down and I was in tears. I bit my lip so you wouldn’t make fun of me or yell at me for crying.

sufiana’s story: I’m a Victim, I’m a Survivor, I’m a Victim

sufiana’s story: I’m a Victim, I’m a Survivor, I’m a Victim

Now I had new nightmares; it wasn’t just him touching me, him hitting, punching, kicking, whipping, wasn’t just him putting things inside me, tying me so I wouldn’t move. There were others. And he would tell them where to hit me, when and where to touch me, what to put inside me.

Steph’s story: I just wanted to have fun

Steph’s story: I just wanted to have fun

…it has always felt like all the things that happened to me started with that security guard and that moment destroyed my whole life.

Anonymous Story: Temporary friend

Anonymous Story: Temporary friend

e knew what he did and he knew it wasn’t okay. Worst of all is I blamed myself and I still do for not knowing how it all happened, how my clothes came off, how I allowed my rebellion to lead me there, did he even use protection!?

My Story: I Just Need to Tell It

My Story: I Just Need to Tell It

Once he told me, I told him we needed to talk about our options in the event that I fell pregnant. The day he came over, he told me he’d kick me down the stairs if he had to. I told him to get the fuck out.

Jessica’s Story: He Doesn’t Know My Prespective

Jessica’s Story: He Doesn’t Know My Prespective

I didn’t want to have sex with him. I didn’t want to engage in any sort of contact with him.

Anonymous Letter: Nobody Rapes On Accident

Anonymous Letter: Nobody Rapes On Accident

You knew what you were doing while you were doing it to me. Nobody rapes on accident. I am sending you this message so I can put the pain and shame I have been carrying where it belongs, with you. If I have to live the rest of my life as a victim of rape, you should have to live the rest of your life knowing you raped me.

Anonymous Story: I knew him and had to see him every day in high school

Anonymous Story: I knew him and had to see him every day in high school

I didn't tell anyone because he was from a well known violent gang of which whom I went to school with all the members including him every day. I was afraid he'd kill me and/or terrorize my family. I have not been right with men since that day.

Anonymous Story: I Was Roofied

Anonymous Story: I Was Roofied

I tried collecting myself to text a friend to let them know where I was and what had happened, but I couldn't focus or coordinate myself. I have no idea how long I was in the washroom for. It couldn't have been for long, but what I can remember about that part of the night is that two people escorted me out the club through the back door away from my friends.

My Story: He doesn’t realize he even did it

My Story: He doesn’t realize he even did it

I was 13 years old it was the summer of 2015. I went to camp with my boyfriend of about 8 months. We spent 4 days with his grandfather at their camp where there was no cell service. The first

Anonymous Story: Confrontations of a retired teenager -Things to read and learn from

Anonymous Story: Confrontations of a retired teenager -Things to read and learn from

A few days ago I was watching this video where Cara Delevingne spoke about depression and she read out this beautiful poem she wrote and it really resonated with me. I have been reading a lot of articles on anxiety,

Sam’s Story: Why I Blamed Myself for so Long

Sam’s Story: Why I Blamed Myself for so Long

I told him no, I wasn’t stupid and I knew where that would lead, but I guess I was stupid because I let him see it and he restrained my other hand as well.

Anonymous Story: Just Watch

Anonymous Story: Just Watch

She asked me "who was that?". I said " a very bad guy, he made me do things." She said "what did he make you do?". I just said "everything."

Anonymous Story: I Was A Virgin

Anonymous Story: I Was A Virgin

I woke up in the morning sore and covered in scrapes. My friends were all discussing the night before and my best friend said she couldn’t find me for like an hour and then she saw me coming out of the forest wearing pants that were way too big on me. She said I couldn’t even speak properly and I had stripes of blood on my cheeks. She immediately took me to take a morning after pill.

Anonymous Story: My Guilt

Anonymous Story: My Guilt

Three years ago I drank too much on New Years. I was put to bed by a friend at a house party. A guy came in. I knew who he was because I was pushing him away all night. He got on top of me. He tried to kiss me. I think I tried to push him off. I think I said stop. I think I said no. I was saying no to him all night. But he didn’t stop.

Anonymous Story: I was assaulted

Anonymous Story: I was assaulted

He clearly demanded for some attention and when he didn’t get it, he started to touch me. Touch me everywhere, touch me inappropriately. It was disgusting. My friend and I tried to stop him, I tried to push him away but he wouldn’t stop. He thought it was just a joke. He thought that if he was physically stronger than us, he could do anything he wants.

Anonymous Story: Untitled

Anonymous Story: Untitled

I was just 15 when it happened Or perhaps just freshly 16 That’s the funny thing about these type of things You remember them but you don’t quite. I was so dumb So naive to have thought that he was

Sara’s Story: Best Friends ?

Sara’s Story: Best Friends ?

He said “what’s wrong, are you okay?” I was silent, I simply said I want to go home. By this time it was 3:30 am. He wasn’t going to let me leave; I told him my mom was outside. I lied.

Anonymous Story: Story from the girl next door

Anonymous Story: Story from the girl next door

I told him I didn't want to and didn't feel comfortable and he forced me down and held my head so that I couldn't get up. He told me he has needs and it was my job as a girlfriend to fulfill them. He told me he loved me and was going to marry me and I was so blind and naive that I believed him.

Caylee’s Story: I was raped and police don’t believe me

Caylee’s Story: I was raped and police don’t believe me

About 3 weeks later I found out I was pregnant, he was going to buy me an illegal abortion pill online. I decided that was not safe and went to my parents and told them what had happened (my friend asked me to keep her and her boyfriend out of it, considering they were there that night) so I did as instructed and told the police I didn’t know the attacker, which was a dumb mistake. I finally came out and told the truth. Anyways, she told them it never happened and they believe her since I lied about not knowing him.

Anonymous Story: Because

Anonymous Story: Because

Because he loved me he wouldn’t let me go when I pulled away because he knew I’d like it.
Because he loved me he told me he was my only source of happiness so I would stay.

Bailey’s Story: My “Me, Too” Story

Bailey’s Story: My “Me, Too” Story

As I look back, with hindsight always being 20/20, I should have screamed, yelled, hit, kicked….done something other than been silent. There were other individuals in the house where this happened and yet, I was quiet…not wanting to make a scene. I should have told someone…anyone. But, I was silent. I lived with this silent pain for so many, many years. I had nightmares…I was afraid to see “Q” out and about…I was afraid that he would hurt me again.

Anonymous Story: Confessions of a rape victim

Anonymous Story: Confessions of a rape victim

My whole act flew out of the window and I was struggling to cope, until I decided to start a blog, sharing my story and all its details with the world. This way I've been able to speak out about myself, without those judging eyes, without the questions. And it's made me feel better. Finally I'm starting to feel like I can be a person again.

Anonymous Story: The way he looks at me

Anonymous Story: The way he looks at me

You knew what you were doing, you said it yourself that I didn't want you. Never you. But I said nothing. I didn't scream, I didn't run, it wasn't rape. The way you looked at me made me squirm.

Eve’s Story: a ruined childhood

Eve’s Story: a ruined childhood

These three experiences are probably nothing compared to what someone else has been through, but for me they mean a lot. They’ve made me who I am, and I hate it. I’ve hates wearing dresses since that day, I refuse to. I had my first kiss stolen from me. All these experiences have each left their mark on me. I hate being in large crowds, I get panic attacks. Every attack on a human, Big or small, it leaves its mark.

Anonymous Story: Finally opening up about my past sexual abuse

Anonymous Story: Finally opening up about my past sexual abuse

A few days later he told me he will leave pics around the neighberhood for other kids to see. I begged him not to and was scared at the thought of others seeing me doing that. I said I’ll do anything to not show those pics, he replied hmmm let me think! He said if I did the same thing everyday before work for him he could refrain from showing them.

Anonymous Story: I’m 17: I was sexually forced yesterday and am scared because it can happen again.

Anonymous Story: I’m 17: I was sexually forced yesterday and am scared because it can happen again.

He then told me that most of my facial features were that of a girl and men here would love that. I punched him but then he punched me back in my stomach so hard that I've got this purple bruise which hurts even when i twitch a muscle. I blacked out at that point and he juat took of my shorts and then assaulted me for what seemed like hours.

Trans Boy’s Story: I Kept Going Back

Trans Boy’s Story: I Kept Going Back

At school he would grab my butt, he would say things into my ear to get to me, one time he slammed me into the bathroom wall and punched me in the face. I went back a couple months later. We were fine until he forced himself on me again this happened 3 more times before I told the police.

Anonymous Story: Because the Bible says so

Anonymous Story: Because the Bible says so

Basically, since I lost my virginity, despite being raped, and was unable to wed my first rapist (he was my father after all),so I deserved death. Since I was unable to scream when it was happening, it didn't count as rape, so I was a whore who deserved death.

Anonymous Story: I am here

Anonymous Story: I am here

I will learn to love myself again. I will learn to accept my flaws. I will meet new friends and learn to trust again. I will find love. I will find someone who gives me the respect I deserve.

Anonymous Story: Guilt and Silence

Anonymous Story: Guilt and Silence

I have always felt guilty for not telling a teacher earlier and I have felt responsible for the girls beside me being exposed to this. One of the girls attempted suicide a year after and I keep telling myself I am the reason.

Sarah: The girl who said NOthing!

Sarah: The girl who said NOthing!

I kept telling him to please get off and that's when he pulled my hair and dragged me to the edge of my bed. I kept saying no no no and no over again but I guess he was hard of hearing that day. I was frightened but I still managed to break my arm free of his grip.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.