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.

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.

Anonymous Story: One October Night

Anonymous Story: One October Night

He’s a rich white boy
With lots of money
His dad is a suit
So of course we’ll lose

Anonymous Story: the biblical wife?

Anonymous Story: the biblical wife?

I would tell her I am not well or now is not the right time. She would ignore my plea and play with my penis. I would many times tell her to stop but she would then come on top of me. I would tell her to get off and to keep me quiet she would cover my mouth with her hand to keep me from talking.

Sharons story: exposed

Sharons story: exposed

I tried to kick and tried to pry my hands free but he only gripped harder. The moment he inserted himself inside me, my entire body went limp. I became a dead fish and stopped fighting. It was as if a part of my soul had died.

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.

Erin’s Story: I Didn’t See It Coming

Erin’s Story: I Didn’t See It Coming

I was raped 8 months ago by a coworker. I had just turned 19, was going to college, and was working at the customer service desk inside a grocery store. The guy worked in the deli at the grocery store

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.

Anonymous Story: Night Terrors

Anonymous Story: Night Terrors

I woke up screaming from the sheer agony of it all The sweat dripping from my brow She isn’t here anymore She can’t reach me But she lies within my soul and creeps into my mind whenever she feels the

Anonymous Story: I was sexually assaulted and stalked after I ended the relationship.

Anonymous Story: I was sexually assaulted and stalked after I ended the relationship.

It’s taken me a long time to even see my rape clearly. But I’m starting to share my story, because secrets lose their power when they’re out in the open. But I was raped and assaulted. And I was stalked.

Amanda Barnes’s Story: The sexually unprofessional photographer

Amanda Barnes’s Story: The sexually unprofessional photographer

He does not deserve to be able to continue this career of his without any action being held against him. He is the definition of a sexual pretador and should be seen as nothing short of it. He hurt me in more ways than I could’ve ever imagined. I wish for the life of me I would have never even met him. He is disgusting.

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: 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

Anonymous Story: Trust Nobody

Anonymous Story: Trust Nobody

A random man, who I had never met or seen before decided he was going to grab my crotch, with force, and push his fingers up. As quickly as he did this he let go and started to walk off.

J.D.R.’s Story: I have been murdered by my rapist, his family, and the justice system.

J.D.R.’s Story: I have been murdered by my rapist, his family, and the justice system.

I finally got the courage to report him, but it was pointless, they only believed his lies, and his father has many connections, so they put me in jail not him. They did not want to hear my side of things only his and his family's side. I went back the PD to ask about the investigation…they did not have a file or one piece of paper about him or the investigation.

Maddy’s Story: Please don’t make me go to school

Maddy’s Story: Please don’t make me go to school

Then he was done.He told me I couldn’t tell anybody about this and I said I wouldn’t.I wasn’t very smiley anymore.I tried to fit in as much as I could and act normal.But let me tell you it was hard and it is hard to keep things like that a secret.

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.

Kristina’s Story: An Open Letter To Those Who Didn’t Listen

Kristina’s Story: An Open Letter To Those Who Didn’t Listen

If someone trusts you enough to disclose something so private and painful, believe them. Support them, listen to them. No matter who is telling you their story, their truth, listen. Us survivors, brave, resilient, fucking warriors- we just want to be empowered so we can move forward and heal. We just want our truth to finally be heard.

Name’s story: I don’t know what happened to me

Name’s story: I don’t know what happened to me

Since then, this happened more often when I said “no” to sex until the point, where I forced myself to give my body to him since I was his girlfriend. He used the Bible to tell me I was obligated to sleep with him (knowing I don’t believe in god at all), saying I wouldn’t love him if I wouldn’t do it (but I absolutely did) and in an argument telling me, I shouldn’t wonder if one day he cheats on me.

Charlie’s Story: Everyone Knew and Nobody Cared

Charlie’s Story: Everyone Knew and Nobody Cared

The next day, you feel hollow and empty but you go to work and come home. You pass him in the hall back to your dorm room. He’s with a bunch of his buddies and smirks at you, laughing with his buddies because they all know. You hear that he’s started to tell people that you’re a slut and is saying terrible things about your body.

Anonymous Story: Uncle Did It

Anonymous Story: Uncle Did It

I’ve known this man since age six, he’s my step-uncle. Growing up he’d always “joke” about how we’d end up married, everyone would laugh and call him crazy so I just assumed he was playing, but the older I got

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.

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: I will never forget the pain

Anonymous Story: I will never forget the pain

He started backing me up against the wall.I new what he was doing.He was not just playing a game.He started tugging at my shirt.I kept shouting no and kept pushing him away.Then he threw me the ground and started undressing me.I kept telling him no and kept smacking him.

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: 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.

JS’s Story: Foster care

JS’s Story: Foster care

Next thing I know my social worker showed up at my school and took me to the foster home and told me to pack all my stuff because I was being placed somewhere different I asked her why and she said somebody had told her I had gotten raped.

Anne’s story: Still carrying this 47 years later

Anne’s story: Still carrying this 47 years later

My biggest fear for over 40 years was that I would not be heard or believed, that I would be somehow guilty by association. I knew it could destroy families if people knew what had happened and so I continued to disregard my own needs.

Sydnee’s Story: They didn’t care about me at all

Sydnee’s Story: They didn’t care about me at all

Thats when he pulled out the gun. He put it up against my head and told me that if i didnt stop fighting him then he would pull the trigger. And I believed him so i stopped.. I stopped fighting and at that moment my life had changed forever. I felt empty.. numb.. after he was finished with me her threw me back into my room on the bed. I laid there naked and exposed. I was 9.. nine years old. Couldn't cry.. couldn't be mad. I didnt know what to feel. I couldnt feel.

Anonymous Story: Being raped by my sister.

Anonymous Story: Being raped by my sister.

To this day, I resent being born into my family. I still see my sister from time to time, and looking at her still scares me. It hurts knowing I don't love my family. I look at my mother and hate her. It hurts knowing she could have helped me, and chose not to.

Anonymous Story: She said, “Last night was a mistake”

Anonymous Story: She said, “Last night was a mistake”

Clothes were taken off and kisses were exchanged as we moved to her bed. Once naked, I realized it was too much for me and told her I wanted to stop and sleep. She initially agreed but soon resumed her touching and groping.

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.

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: Abusive Athlete

Anonymous Story: Abusive Athlete

slipped and fell to the ground. He raped me. The next morning I asked and he teased me. He tormented for years with name calling and abusive behavior.

Anonymous Story: He said he would respect my boundaries

Anonymous Story: He said he would respect my boundaries

Eventually he asked for sex. I said no. He kept trying to convince me. I said no. He gave up and went back to kissing. Later i got ready to go to bed and put on a pair of shorts. He kept touching my ass and fooling around but I kept saying no sex. I felt a sharp pain inside me and i cried out. He had forced himself inside me.

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.