Mikayla’s Story: I Lost Everything, But He Didn’t

Mikayla’s Story: I Lost Everything, But He Didn’t

October 24th, 2015 sits heavy in my soul and forever will. It was the first night I had more than one drink in college. It was the first night I went to a house party. It was the night I

Anonymous Story: 18 Years of Silence

Anonymous Story: 18 Years of Silence

Call me Bebop (protecting my name for my safety). I’m not exactly the best with words and placements. I have ADD and a terrible short term memory issue, so bear with me. I was 13 years old. It was a

Anonymous Story: Fire in His Eyes

Anonymous Story: Fire in His Eyes

He lamented to me the fears of his future. Love, philosophies, his trials and his tribulations. I opened my heart and accepted his pain, his worldly strife. Though he was a complex man with worry in his heart, he had

Anonymous Story: Me Too

Anonymous Story: Me Too

I was about 5 years old when I noticed my brothers behavior changed and sometimes he would even scare me I remember him touching me inappropriately but I couldn’t tell my mom I knew she wouldn’t belive me I remember

Chloe’s story: No One Would Believe Me

Chloe’s story: No One Would Believe Me

I was 4 years old I think. I was at my babysitters house and I was playing hide and seek and we were on teams. I was with a guy, he was about 16, I think. We were hiding and

Anonymous Story: School Sexual Harassment

Anonymous Story: School Sexual Harassment

I can’t believe it, he invited me to his graduation party. He wants me to come to his party who is going to have so may people, so it will be easy to escape. Earlier this school year, he sexually

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

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

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

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

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: 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: 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”.

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.

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: My brother raped me

Anonymous Story: My brother raped me

In the morning I was shocked and confused and said no one could find out and it never happen again.

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.

Her Story: he broke me

Her Story: he broke me

He was my friend.
He was supposed to be my friend.
He was supposed to look after me.
He broke me.

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.

tESS’ sTORY: tRYING TO ACCEPT MYSELF

tESS’ sTORY: tRYING TO ACCEPT MYSELF

She found me in my unclothed, paralyzed state and pulled me to ‘safety’ in a muddled manner. No questions asked we just left the party. The next day I reflected on that night and saw it as a personal failure.