Anonymous Story: Predatory HIV Sexual Assault … It happened to me

Anonymous Story: Predatory HIV Sexual Assault … It happened to me

Anytime I share this story I never fail to realize the extent of evil a single human can inflict upon society. At the same time, I reflect on the strength and integrity of a friend of mine.

Princy Prince’s Story: i was raped (three times) in doha qatar

Princy Prince’s Story: i was raped (three times) in doha qatar

The doctor came and checked me she did not find any bruises so they thought i was lying … In that depression, in that fear, in that lost hope i cried and said i wanted to die was my biggest mistake….. They admitted me in a psychiatric ward… None of the doctors believed me, none of the police believe me, not even my family did.

A D’s Story: It’s still crushing

A D’s Story: It’s still crushing

My experience in the police station was another soul wrecking experience. The officer I was explaining to was clearly holding back his laughter. When I finished he broke out into laughter and told me "Kid, men can't be raped by women. Go home and quit wasting my time."

Anonymous Story: He Was Supposed To Be My Father Figure

Anonymous Story: He Was Supposed To Be My Father Figure

She wouldn't let him near me. But, my brothers still had to see him every week. He taught them to call me "princess" (his pet name for me) and "whore". They were 10 and 7.

Paige’s Story: Change needs to happen.

Paige’s Story: Change needs to happen.

After the attack I started to walk off, he said to me what's wrong? I replied saying I said no, his come back to this was "sometimes no means yes when it comes to women".

Anonymous Story: My rape story first time being publicly said clearly

Anonymous Story: My rape story first time being publicly said clearly

I have to be nice to my brother. He raped me. I live with him. I see him everyday. Nothing has changed, I still sleep in the same room and our privacy tree is now gone cut by the neighbors.

Anonymous Story: I took the power away.

Anonymous Story: I took the power away.

I washed my hands furiously to try to rid myself of this overwhelming feeling of being dirty.
At age fifteen, I didn’t know this was a crime. I didn’t know what sexual assault was. I just knew that what happened was not okay.

Anonymous Story: Me Too

Anonymous Story: Me Too

The last time it happened was on a Saturday morning, TMNT was on Fox kids when he walked into the room and rubbed my breast and said, “DON’T TELL I WILL BUY YOU A NEW PLAYSTATION 2 IF YOU DON’T TELL”
He kisses my neck and leaves me in the room

Charlotte’s Story:  I am no longer angry at 13 year old me, she wasn’t to blame for the abuse. He was.

Charlotte’s Story: I am no longer angry at 13 year old me, she wasn’t to blame for the abuse. He was.

I was 13 years old, he was 33. I thought it was love. It was anything but. It was the exploitation of a naive 13 year old girl who wanted attention, who desperately wanted someone to love her. He took advantage of that and caused more damage than I ever realised one person could cause.

Sarah’s Story: The Day My Life Changed

Sarah’s Story: The Day My Life Changed

So on the 6th October 2009 at 2:50AM I was raped, by my bestfriends boyfriend and his bestfriend. All I remember from the time that it was happening was the looking at the moon. I dont know why. I just tried to imagining being anywhere at the moment other then being in that room.

Anonymous Story: I Could’ve Saved My Little Sister and Myself So Much Pain…

Anonymous Story: I Could’ve Saved My Little Sister and Myself So Much Pain…

I was at a birthday party for my neighbors friend.. my mom, me ,my 3 other sisters, my brother, and my moms boyfriend. At about 9 my mother took the 2 little ones and my second oldest sister home. Her

Paige’s Story: The Second Time

Paige’s Story: The Second Time

It’s a little ironic, I’m angry and upset that my boyfriend is trying to pressure me to have sex so I go to my happy place. I’m not ready to go home and everyone is out anyway. I’ve been coming

April’s Story

April’s Story

I was 6 years old. I was innocent and a child. That night seemed like every other night. I kissed my parents good night and my mom tucked me in. My brother and cousins were camping out. I laid in

Anonymous Story: Will I Ever Feel Again???

Anonymous Story: Will I Ever Feel Again???

I was a person and a girl and a wife……now I feel like nothing Life seems to have targeted me just as the 2 men that raped me I have been trying to find out what makes some girls targets

Anonymous Story: Raped By My Stepdad

Anonymous Story: Raped By My Stepdad

When I was 5 years old I was raped by my stepdad one night I was in bed I shared with my mom and my stepdad and I was always scared to sleep in the dark and that night I

D’s Story: Rural Eastern Oregon is Hell

D’s Story: Rural Eastern Oregon is Hell

When you touched me without approval, I fragmented
I can still feel your hand around my wrists
Your heat upon my neck
The vile smell of your breath ruminates

Mimi’s Story: The part people don’t wanna know

Mimi’s Story: The part people don’t wanna know

After some hours of sleep I woke up. Pictures in my head. I tried to convince myself it wasn't real, that wasn't me who experienced that. I was there, but I was just watching. Watching my body get raped, but my soul already died.

June’s Story: He was my best friend

June’s Story: He was my best friend

In May of this year I was raped. I always thought it was not possible for me to be raped. Not because I was strong, but because my boyfriend, Allan (*All names in this story have been changed), was always

Emily’s Story: My Experience Of Motherhood As A Rape Survivor

Emily’s Story: My Experience Of Motherhood As A Rape Survivor

I’m not really sure how to start this because it is something I have wanted to write about and share for a while. It is also something that scares me shitless. I think I’m going to have to start with

Loralie’s Story: Truth or Dare

Loralie’s Story: Truth or Dare

they say oh girls it’s the way that they dress gets them raped the way that they act the way that they talk to people they talk to they say it’s with all girls it just depends on how they

Anonymous Story: A Nightmare That Won’t Ever Fade

Anonymous Story: A Nightmare That Won’t Ever Fade

I don’t know where to begin. There is so much to say. As i even think about letting my fingers type my thoughts, Im growing to become more tense and more scared. There is so much that i want to

Alice’s Story: Shouldn’t have had so much to Drink

Alice’s Story: Shouldn’t have had so much to Drink

Know this happened at the Pennsylvania State University, at the frat DKE. I was 18 years old. —————————————————————————————————————————————————— Nail biting. A nasty nervous habit I have had since I can remember. I guess you could say I am a nervous

Ashley’s Story: My Life Story That Changed Me

Ashley’s Story: My Life Story That Changed Me

My Life Story That Changed Me I have a story that I like to share with you because in same ways its helping me to let go and if you are going through or went though the same experience it

Debra’s Story: D Thought He Won

Debra’s Story: D Thought He Won

I have won, and you lost… Do you not know how to say, "I am sorry!"

Samantha McCoy’s Story: He was a police officer

Samantha McCoy’s Story: He was a police officer

I went through the worst experience of my life and it took many, many things from me. It took my happiness for over a year, I lost my salaried job, I lost my apartment, I wasn't able to attend classes regularly, I didn't want to leave bed… everything reminded me of what happened and I feared running into him or his friends.

Samantha’s Story: A Letter to Myself

Samantha’s Story: A Letter to Myself

The one thing that you will find in this process is your voice. It is quite possibly the only thing that you have left after you have been torn apart from everything else. Do not be silenced. Not for you, but for other victims who are looking to you for some reason to keep going.

Anonymous Story: I’ll never get justice

Anonymous Story: I’ll never get justice

I began self harming at the age of 15 and lost a lot of weight. He began to see me less and eventually it just never happened again. I never told a single person until a couple of years ago and a friend persuaded me to go to the police.

Anonymous Story: Kidnapped on a Tinder Date

Anonymous Story: Kidnapped on a Tinder Date

To this day, not one person has actually believed me. I was making it up for attention. I was lying. I was a woman.

Harper’s Story: The Letter I Sent to my Rapist

Harper’s Story: The Letter I Sent to my Rapist

I want you to know how helpless, frightened, and violated I felt both of the times you raped me.

Anonymous Story: As sailors always say, if you report being assaulted, you’re lying

Anonymous Story: As sailors always say, if you report being assaulted, you’re lying

I shouldn't have let a guy buy me drinks. I shouldn't have agreed to a hug. I shouldn't have let that happen. Why did I laugh? Why didn't I leave. Why didn't I tell anyone? Why can't I sleep? Why me? I wasn't alone and I stayed with my friends. Everyone just acted like this was okay.

Julia’s Story: Family Abuse

Julia’s Story: Family Abuse

I don’t want to have to tell people and feel their judging eyes stare at me while I talk, and I feel guilty that I wasn’t held at gun point against my will. I feel like I could have stopped it at any time and I didn’t so that makes me just as wrong. I know thats not true I really do and if someone else told me their story and it matched mine word for word I would tell them over and over it wasn't their fault and that should have never happened to you, you have no reason to feel ashamed and I would truly believe it.

Saasha’s Story: Journey to Darkness

Saasha’s Story: Journey to Darkness

Every time I was running/or pushing him away, we were facing his anger. It was everyday story. I remember sitting in the corner of my cousin's room, scared, closed eyes, covering my ears while he was screaming my name outside. To calm him down, my grandparents and his wife makes me sit next to him in living room. Where he was touching my thighs, trying to kiss me, rotating my face to look at him. I can't forget his scary face and laugh. No one was stopping him, he was coming to my room every other night.

Tara’s Story: Support

Tara’s Story: Support

I am the third generation of childhood sexual abuse in my family. Three generations of girls who were treated like their purpose was to please men who held power over them. I was the first to tell and be believed.

Louise’s Story: He was jealous of my new friendship

Louise’s Story: He was jealous of my new friendship

If this becomes long, sorry! So April/May 2016, thanks to a newspaper article I get back in touch with an old friend. He asks me if I’m happy in the relationship I am currently in with my partner, I admit

Alana’s Story: Raped by Stepdad

Alana’s Story: Raped by Stepdad

Its just really hard and I can't belive I'm actually writing about it. Every time after it happened I would feel ashamed I hated myself for what I was forced to so and could never look at myself the same way. I lost all my innocence.

Laura’s Story: The Night I’ll Never Forget

Laura’s Story: The Night I’ll Never Forget

For a whole year thereafter, I beat myself up over my stupidity for allowing our relationship to escalate that night in New York. The depression and anxiety from that experience followed me around like a dark shadow. Eventually, I began to realize that I had done nothing wrong. I didn't mislead him; he didn't care about what I was saying or doing. I didn't allow it; I felt threatened having a man nearly twice my body weight on top of me. Most importantly, I never consented.

Rebecca’s Story: My story of abuse and aftermath

Rebecca’s Story: My story of abuse and aftermath

I have a lot of problems, trust is the biggest one, I am always scared of being hurt again, but I am slowly working my way back to the person I used to be, the one who was stolen and locked away but is slowly reemerging, I will make it.

Autumn Latour’s Story: It had to be the people

Autumn Latour’s Story: It had to be the people

I am a survivor. I am 14 years old right now. When I was getting abused I was 8 years old. I was sexually assaulted two different ways by two different men. Well here is my story…

Anonymous Story: Sexual assault is no joke, trust me.

Anonymous Story: Sexual assault is no joke, trust me.

At that moment in time I didn't even care about what had just happened to me because I was just so focused on trying to help my friend, trying all I could to wake her up but I couldn't move. It was like I was in a room full of people and I was screaming but no one could hear me.