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: 65: RUN PTSD

Anonymous Story: 65: RUN PTSD

Still she ran and still she lived
Her body screaming out the pain
Now she can no longer give
Wonders if she’ll smile 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.

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.

Annie’s Story: He manipulated me, used my body, and hurt me.

Annie’s Story: He manipulated me, used my body, and hurt me.

I told him once that I was upset because we went farther than I had wanted and that he went to fast for me to be able to communicate my needs.

Anonymous Story: no remorse

Anonymous Story: no remorse

I don't know how to explain very well but I just feel like I wasn't me. I don't have any clear memories from that time. I ran away a week after that. I ran with a boy I went to a alternative school with almost 2 hours away. His mom & stepdad smoked k2 with us.

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.

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: 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.

Anonymous Story: Disregarded

Anonymous Story: Disregarded

We talked a while. There was a plan for me to go home. Then he started kissing me. I was so uninformed and inexperienced, I didn't actually know what happened during sex. I was stunned into submission.

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.

Anonymous Story: Memories

Anonymous Story: Memories

I have had a memory recently that i had never had before, so I'm not sure how real or accurate it is. I can see someone on top on me, with them holding my mouth shut & they are having intercourse with me. The person doing this is just a blur, I can't see any details about them, but i can tell where I am & it seems too real to me to be fabricated by my own mind. I am just struggling with the fact of is this true & accurate & has my mind just buried it deep down, or am I crazy & imagining it.

Jennifer’s Story to FINALLY tell

Jennifer’s Story to FINALLY tell

When did he decide he was going to do it? When he saw me trying to get into the house? Was it a quick decision that he was going to take advantage of this situation that had presented itself? Has he done it again to other girls and women? I've tried looking him up on FB, just so I could see his face. I couldn't find him. I was curious for some reason if he had gotten married, had children. Was he still partying, abusing others? I needed to see a picture of my abuser. I needed to see a picture of the man that stole my innocence, that deprived me of something I had cherished.

Anonymous Story: I Was Raped Multiple Times

Anonymous Story: I Was Raped Multiple Times

I felt I had no choice but to let him, because I felt if I said no, I wouldn't have been living. He always threatened that he'd tell others if I didn't obey.

Anonymous Story: the night of the birthday

Anonymous Story: the night of the birthday

I felt really bad about it and I blamed myself for it, I mean I did nothing about it.. ever since I don’t trust guys anymore. I don’t feel comfortable with my body anymore and I have serious trust issues.

Anonymous Story: It happens to men too

Anonymous Story: It happens to men too

I remember the man supporting my weight as we walked down the street and him asking me my age, I clearly remember telling him I was 16. This is important because the legal age of homosexual sex wasn’t lowered to 16 until 2001, and this was 1997 so even if I had consented to what was about to happen (which i didn’t) by the laws of the time it was rape.

Anonymous Story: On JP

Anonymous Story: On JP

I made it clear we were not romantic – but still we had sex. I said no, I said no, I said no; but still we had sex.

Lola’s Story: A Mean Cycle

Lola’s Story: A Mean Cycle

I just lied on the stairs, shaking and silent. James hugged me tightly and the other two went to tell the chief. A few weeks later, nothing wound up happening and he left on a plane to his next duty station.

Anonymous Story: As if I committed a crime

Anonymous Story: As if I committed a crime

I love my husband but I can finally admit that I agreed to get married so I could change my last name and have a baby so I could be discharged from the military so he couldn't find me.

Anonymous Story: “J Said You Were…”

Anonymous Story: “J Said You Were…”

I was 16 and had never kissed a guy. I was an awkward goth kid and he was an athlete. We worked together. He drove me home one night, but suggested we stop somewhere quiet. I thought he was going

Anonymous Story: Not Even One Adult In My Life Knows About This

Anonymous Story: Not Even One Adult In My Life Knows About This

As you can read by the title, not even my parents know this. No adults in my life know this. I’m a 17 years old, and this happens when I was around 3-4. I just moved to another kindergarten. I

Gem’s Story: The Year Of 2009

Gem’s Story: The Year Of 2009

Growing up was hard. I used to attend a catholic pre-school from the age of three to around five years old. Every Friday a priest who we had to call ‘father’ would come every Friday for prayers and he would

Monica’s Story: 8th grade hotel hell

Monica’s Story: 8th grade hotel hell

After a long silence, I decided he was asleep until I heard him say "You're like a woman my age trapped in a little girl's body". I didn't know if that was a weird compliment or how to respond. Before I could say anything more, he was on top of me.

Anonymous Story: I Thought He Was A Family Friend

Anonymous Story: I Thought He Was A Family Friend

I have known him for a long time since I was 3 lets say. I lived with him for 1 year I don’t remember anything but smiles from him. He visited my family one year and asked me if I

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…

I spoke up at 4….my mother didn't believe me.
I spoke up at 13….my mother told me it was my fault for being friendly and open
I spoke up at 16….my mother told me that all women go through this and that is our lot in life

Anonymous Story: “Me, too”

Anonymous Story: “Me, too”

It was until two hours passed we out of the room and ran to my grandmother. We tried telling her what he did to us but she kept saying not my [S] not my [S] he would never do that. So when my mother arrived I decided that I was going to tell her but keep out the details but that he was just touching us I don’t truly remember her reaction that day.

Anonymous Story: Why I Can’t Write “Me Too” But I Need To

Anonymous Story: Why I Can’t Write “Me Too” But I Need To

In my mind, I needed to justify this. Needed to prove to myself that they liked me at all and I didn’t totally just ruin my life. I kept spending time with them. Even to the point that rumors swirled at school. I lost all my friends at school and only depended on the guys more.

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.

Anonymous Story: “Is it really sexual assault?” I ask . . .

Anonymous Story: “Is it really sexual assault?” I ask . . .

I kept my mouth shut and I tried to angle myself so that he couldn't touch me that way. It was the longest seven minutes of my life. The car barely even made a stop and I jumped out and ran as quickly as I could into my apartment.

Ophelia’s Story: Lack of consent.

Ophelia’s Story: Lack of consent.

I'm a virgin, I do not think at all that J might want sex. Soon however he is touching me all over. I am less comfortable. This is not really what I want. I go along with it, afraid and embarrassed to stop something that I feel I am partly responsible for. I've led him on. Suddenly, things quite literally get out of hand. He's pushing his penis in to me and it's agony.

Anonymous Story: Incomplete Thoughts

Anonymous Story: Incomplete Thoughts

For the past year I had began to have very complex nightmares. Not the kind where you’re riding a rollercoaster and you fall out or some shit like that. Like surreal ideas that someone I thought would protect me and never harm me did just that.

Harris’ Life Story

Harris’ Life Story

However,Deepika also revealed her depression story,in 2013,after which I revealed my depression status to the society in 2012. Are there same people with same feelings? Is Deepika inspired my story or Am I inspired by her.

Anonymous Story: Dream / Recall

Anonymous Story: Dream / Recall

They broke our cameras and stole our films
They stole our bodies
And will

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: 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