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: Police did not believe me

Anonymous Story: Police did not believe me

The female cop got out of the car to talk to my friend, and I went inside the car to talk to the male cop, I remember not being able to explain my self properly, all I knew is that something was wrong , something bad has happend to me, hyperventilating I tried to explain the time line of events,

Anonymous Story: Few weeks ago

Anonymous Story: Few weeks ago

But when I woke up at 6AM him fingering me and trying to cram his dick inside me, I don’t think I consented to that. When I tried to roll over to the other side, to cross my legs, to avoid it as much as possible, I don’t think I consented to that. When he said “oh you don’t like that, huh” and continued, I really don’t think I consented to that.

Violet’s Story: Fragments

Violet’s Story: Fragments

I couldn't feel anything in that moment. I just moved because he moved against me. I don't remember pain. Or how long it went for.

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.

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

Eva’s Story: I Was A Victim Too

Eva’s Story: I Was A Victim Too

I hope this gets out to someone in a similar situation, who doubts themselves because their partner never gives clear answers. I used to fight, but I have become a coward. I hope to fight again one day.

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.

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: 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."

K’s Story: He Told Me Nothing Happened

K’s Story: He Told Me Nothing Happened

I think I've been raped. I go back in my room and laugh about my sexual escapades with my roommates, not telling them what I really think happened.

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: Rest in peace, Friendship.

Anonymous Story: Rest in peace, Friendship.

I had no dignity anymore, i felt lost. I felt dirty, a nobody, like fog in my mind, filled with regret.

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

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.

Anonymous Story: A EVIL EVIL FAMILY

Anonymous Story: A EVIL EVIL FAMILY

Where do I begin my story is so horrendous. Lets start from the beginning my mums bf moved in when I was about 7. He was doing everything he shouldn't have been doing to a 7 year old girl. He done anything and everything apart from intercourse. Also made me do things to him. Everytime he left my bedroom I would cut myself hoping I would die.

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: I didn’t even know it was rape — until now

Anonymous Story: I didn’t even know it was rape — until now

She told me I looked sexy and said she never thought abs on young boy would turn her on like I did. She reached down and fondled my penis. She then took my hand and led me to her bedroom.

Anonymous Story: Survivor?

Anonymous Story: Survivor?

My heart aches still. And at age 42 I still carry immense guilt and hate for myself. I can’t feel loved. I have no self worth and I am disgusting.

Anonymous Story: I take what’s mine.

Anonymous Story: I take what’s mine.

The last time I slept with him voluntarily, less than coherent, outside on a picnic table after 5 years of abuse, he came inside of me. I asked him why. He spit on me and said “I HOPE you get pregnant, bitch. And walked away.

Anonymous Story: When I was little

Anonymous Story: When I was little

All I knew was it was all unsafe. My bedroom locked from inside was my place. Hours of begging and pleading it took, to open the door (I’d have broken it down) A chicken pot pie, won entry eventually, and a lifetime of comfort food was born.

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

Athena’s story: When I was unconscious

Athena’s story: When I was unconscious

I finally caught him in the act, and the DA said "Rape either has to be by force or while unconscious, so if you were "fake sleeping", you weren't unconscious. And if you really were unconscious, how do you know you were being raped?She didn't care about the hours that he raped me while I was unconscious. She was focused on the few minutes that I kept my eyes closed and didn't want him to know I was awake.

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: 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: 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.

Anonymous Story: Toxic relationship

Anonymous Story: Toxic relationship

We sat in the car with his family. I was in the backseat with him and his cousin. “Can I touch you?” He asked. I rejected and told him I was tired and to not bother me. I was also aware that we were in the car and it wouldn’t be a good idea at all.

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.

Macy’s story: I cried.

Macy’s story: I cried.

I lived happy with my new family for a year until my moms boyfriends brother [E] began to greet me with kisses in the mouth . At first I thought it was an accident but I knew it was wrong.

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.

Zoe’s Story: No one will shame me for this

Zoe’s Story: No one will shame me for this

You see, this evening should have been simple, however, it was nothing of the sorts. It turned out to be a horror story and an experience I wouldn’t wish on anyone. Fast forward to me on the ground…him taking my clothes off…me expressing how he could. Not. Go. Inside. Of. Me. Him stating that he didn’t think he would get another chance after that night. Me saying no. Him holding my arms down. Me saying stop. Him telling me that I was almost 30 and I should have done this by now. Me…disappearing. Him not finishing and getting off of me. Him asking me to finish him off. Me sitting on the ground in the corner trying to figure out how to leave. Me asking him to walk me to my car. Me…driving home, wondering what happened.

Anonymous Story: A doctor I trusted assaulted me

Anonymous Story: A doctor I trusted assaulted me

I was a young mother with two very small children. He was the first doctor that seemed interested in trying to help me. The second time I saw him, he had me undress to examine me. One minute he was listening to my lungs, the next, his bare fingers were in my vagina. Now that I have typed that last sentence, I actually feel physically ill.

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.