Anonymous Story: I Was Only 4 or 5

Anonymous Story: I Was Only 4 or 5

I was little. Maybe 4 or 5. I used to go to this babysitters, it was an older girl who had several kids there at once. I had this crush on this guy no older than I was at the

Laila’s Story: He Thought It Was a Compliment

Laila’s Story: He Thought It Was a Compliment

I’m 15. I go to a girl school in London about 20 minutes away from home. The bus stop i get off at is near another high school- a mixed one. It was Christmas Jumper Day, and i was wearing

Weronika’s Story: Only a Touch

Weronika’s Story: Only a Touch

I don’t how should I start this. Telling someone about my story helps me at first, but later I feel like I had given my burden to someone else and I feel guilty because of that. But I can’t stay

Ashley’s Story: The Classmate and Neighbor

Ashley’s Story: The Classmate and Neighbor

His name is B, and he ruined everything the day I moved to my new apartment with my parents when I was in the 7th grade. I was a sheltered kid, so human interaction from boys was a foreign concept

Jenn’s Story: Broken

Jenn’s Story: Broken

I’m not going to share EVERY memory of abuse with you… I would be here for a very long time writing… It is just an estimate (but I’m definitely “low balling” the number of times instead of over reaching) I

Anonymous Story: Why Me?

Anonymous Story: Why Me?

I am watching ‘Surviving R. Kelly’ and am now on Episode 3 and cannot stop crying….so close to home. I don’t speak of it, not ever with family and at the age of 45, I sadly only have but one

Anonymous Story: Me Too

Anonymous Story: Me Too

I was sexually abused by my stepfather. My mother met him when I was two years old I remember nothing from my childhood before the 7th grade. I told my mother what happened I don’t know if she ever believed

Anonymous Story: Afterthoughts

Anonymous Story: Afterthoughts

I am not sure what it is that holds me back from writing. For so long, writing has come easily to me. Maybe it wasn’t always fluid or grammatically correct, but it was simple and not forced. Lately, it has

Anonymous Story: Don’t Know If It’s a Big Deal Or Not

Anonymous Story: Don’t Know If It’s a Big Deal Or Not

I was not raped. I dont know what it is. Disrespected mainly. But it still hurts a lot as if I did get raped. My stepdad started little by little. He would lightly put his hand on my butt around

Anonymous Story: Too Young To Know

Anonymous Story: Too Young To Know

My story starts when I was about 9-10 years old, I know for sure I was in fourth grade; My sister and I was being babysat by a local neighborhood mom that was a church woman and foster mom and

Anonymous Story: It Has Taken Me Awhile To Write About This

Anonymous Story: It Has Taken Me Awhile To Write About This

This will be painful. This will bring up things I don’t want to talk about. But I think it needs to be said. I think it needs to be written out. It’s therapeutic in a sort of way. This is

Kait’s Story: NYE Was Supposed To Be Fun

Kait’s Story: NYE Was Supposed To Be Fun

18 years old. New Year’s Eve. In my hometown. One of my brother’s closest friends. I had 1 drink. He had many. Texted me and asked me to see at my friend’s house, where I was. Meet him outside, he

Anonymous Story: He Took What He Thought Was His

Anonymous Story: He Took What He Thought Was His

I was at my friends birthday party while my boyfriend was out of town,after taking a pill I caught a train to a different party that my older brother was at. All his closest friends were there, most of which

Anonymous Story: Raped By  Alabama Volunteer Firefighter of the Year

Anonymous Story: Raped By Alabama Volunteer Firefighter of the Year

What to do? I ask myself… going on 3hrs now…going on 3+yrs now. So much pain, so much heart ache, so much fear…I thought he was my friend, to say the least…I was always his…so I sit here with my

Anonymous Story: A Note To My Love

Anonymous Story: A Note To My Love

Remember when we first started dating. it was in the summer. we went back to ur house and it was home alone. we laid in bed together and u kissed me. i didn’t like it but i knew it made

Anonymous Story: 15 Years and Counting

Anonymous Story: 15 Years and Counting

At the age of 5 I buried my biological father and almost lost my entire family. At the time my mother had adopted her young nieces and they had come to live with us. After my father passed away, everything

Anonymous Story: Me Too

Anonymous Story: Me Too

I am an incest survivor, no beating around the bush. I grew up thinking that all females were to offer sexual services to any man who is interested. It was a small Pennsylvania dutch countryside, with a farm, chickens, cows,

Anonymous Story: Roller Coaster Project

Anonymous Story: Roller Coaster Project

It was a Thursday night, in early March of our junior year. I had spent the last couple of evenings at your house because you had been helping me build a roller coaster for my physics project. When I got

Anonymous Story: Little Pieces

Anonymous Story: Little Pieces

In loving a monster, you lose yourself. You lose the way you laugh with the sweet taste of freedom on your tongue not too far behind. It is replaced with a hushed fear of impending wrath and judgment from him.

Eileen’s Story: A Victim For Too Long

Eileen’s Story: A Victim For Too Long

In 1986, a month before I was married, I was assaulted (there is a police report) in the building where I worked in Bethesda, Maryland. This experience put a strain on our marriage as newlyweds. I lost my job three

Anonymous Story: Me Too

Anonymous Story: Me Too

When the darkness is all that’s surrounding you, and you are too scared to go to sleep with the light off. I hold my pepper spray as if it will protect me from my thoughts. My mind is a mess

Anonymous Story: My Wonderful Boyfriend

Anonymous Story: My Wonderful Boyfriend

Someone close to me tells me to speak my truth, and never stop speaking my truth. So here goes 2 years ago I was sexually assulted so bad I needed surgery to correct the wounds inflicted on me. It was

Angela’s STORY: I Am Not My Past

Angela’s STORY: I Am Not My Past

I often felt my story wasn’t worth sharing; others have had it so much worse than I. However, I have come to learn this is a common train of thought among survivors and those battling depression and anxiety like myself.

Danny’s Story: A Fourth Day I Wish I Could Forget (reprise)

Danny’s Story: A Fourth Day I Wish I Could Forget (reprise)

So, I posted on here once before; back then, my post was titled “Three Days They Probably Won’t Remember, And That I Wish I Could Forget.” Now, I have a fourth story to add. To recap what the last three

Alanis’ Story: He Told Me I Deserved It

Alanis’ Story: He Told Me I Deserved It

It was a month after my 16th birthday and I had this boyfriend who I had been dating for a few weeks. He was nice to start with but then he got with this group of friends and he started

Anonymous Story: This Is My Story of a Lad I Knew Who Raped Me and Got Away With It

Anonymous Story: This Is My Story of a Lad I Knew Who Raped Me and Got Away With It

I’m gonna find this very hard and I don’t know if it will be okay if me to post this on here but here it goes. I am rape victim and I need to get my story out there because

Anonymous Story: I Didn’t Know It Was Rape

6 years ago I was 16. Living in a small town on the coast of the UK. I was a pretty naive kid, innocent. Never had the attention of a boy. That’s when he came into the picture, a guy

Jess’ Story: Delayed Reaction and Unraveling

Jess’ Story: Delayed Reaction and Unraveling

I was on an overseas adventure with a male friend. We were jetlagged after 32hrs in transit and were just going for one drink before having an early night. One drink turned in to many drinks at a fun, relaxed,

Victim Shaming: SVU’s Detective Benson and Tutuola vs.  Real NYPD Detectives

Victim Shaming: SVU’s Detective Benson and Tutuola vs. Real NYPD Detectives

Along with millions of avid viewers, I’ve been a fan of Law & Order: Special Victims Unit for almost 20 years. The compassion these characters have for victims of sexual assault is unparalleled to the strong burden of shame and

Amanda’s Story: Not a Single Person Knows

Amanda’s Story: Not a Single Person Knows

Sometimes I get a little resentful and angry that nobody noticed. I was amazing at hiding it, but sometimes I find myself questioning why no one saw through my façade. Why no one recognizes that I’m still hurting. Then again,

W’s Story: The Last Thing a 14 Year Old Boy Expects

W’s Story: The Last Thing a 14 Year Old Boy Expects

My name is W. At the age of fourteen, I got into a fight in my school changing rooms after school hours with a soccer player from another school. It started as three strangers picking on me, nothing out of

Sheila’s Story: Next Door Neighbor

Sheila’s Story: Next Door Neighbor

When I was in college in the late 1970s, for a year I shared a house with 3 other girls off-campus. There was a houseful of boys next door. One night I came home about 10pm to a roaring party

Sheila’s Story: Dinner DATE

Sheila’s Story: Dinner DATE

After I got divorced in 1990 I drank real heavily, and hung out in bars, looking for love in all the wrong places. One guy who I had chatted with a few times, invited me over for “dinner”. He was

Elyana’s Story: Believing My Body

Elyana’s Story: Believing My Body

This will be the first telling of the story, my story. The story my body will remember through my fingertips and the thick folds of my brain, my lips as I speak it. My body remembers. I get lost in

Imogen’s Story: I Bet He Still Doesn’t Realize What He Did

Imogen’s Story: I Bet He Still Doesn’t Realize What He Did

We were in love. You were my second boyfriend and I was around 18 or 19 when it happened. When we got together I felt so lucky to have you, a kind boy, with a sense of naïveity about you.

Libby’s Story: 33 YEARS LATER…

Libby’s Story: 33 YEARS LATER…

Still, after 33 years, I cannot get these thoughts out of my head. The first time is supposed to be special, with the one you love, or at least with the one you choose. My first time was not like

Anonymous Story: Fitting In & Guilt

Anonymous Story: Fitting In & Guilt

Because of what happened recently, I’m filled with hurt and anger with Kavanaugh’s case. From the beginning… I was in 5th grade, at my elementary school. I got bullied a lot, I was never noticed. Girls would tell me my

Anonymous Story: A Victim at Seven

Anonymous Story: A Victim at Seven

My parents divorced when I was 6. There was his drug abuse, his belligerent attitude, financial instability because of his drug use, and the way I was treated. He was rarely around because my mom wouldn’t let him use drugs

Stacy’s Story – I Don’t Feel This Story Deserves a Name

Stacy’s Story – I Don’t Feel This Story Deserves a Name

President Trump says “she doesn’t remember what year it was, she doesn’t remember where it happened” etc but I do t remember the day either. I don’t remember what day it was that I learned how to get out of

Tay’s Story: I Hope Someone Believes Me

Tay’s Story: I Hope Someone Believes Me

I was a virgin when I started college. I thought that’s how it would end. I need to keep this brief and one day will go into more detail but for now I am scared. 8 years later and I