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

Anonymous Story: He Lied

Anonymous Story: He Lied

A couple of months ago I broke up with my boyfriend of two years. I always had a feeling that something wasn’t right as our relationship continued, and now that I know for sure what happened to me was rape,

Alexis’ Story: He Knew What He Was Doing

Alexis’ Story: He Knew What He Was Doing

Today was a normal day where my boyfriend usually comes over i sit in his lap on the porch we cuddle and kiss and talk…but today was different (i was 12 he was 15 my mom allowed a 3 year

Fiona’s Story: One day John Snaps

Fiona’s Story: One day John Snaps

** All names in this story have been changed** At the end of this story I am 21 years old, sitting on the lap of the man I love. He holds me in his arms. Kisses me. I put my

Abbie’s story: this is my story.

Abbie’s story: this is my story.

For years this went on. I blamed myself "I must of done something to show him I was interested" "maybe I should of stayed st home that night none of this would of happened" ofcourse I got worse and worse as the years went on.

Anonymous Story: Everything was supposed to be safe

Anonymous Story: Everything was supposed to be safe

I have nightmares of you trying to rape me again. I have nightmares of locked bathrooms and bedrooms, of not being able to escape from your grasp. I am 22 years old now and still live with fear and anger.

Chandler’s Story: He Took My Virginity by Force

Chandler’s Story: He Took My Virginity by Force

His low voice came back into my ear, “I know that you want this. Just relax. Nothing will hurt if you relax.” My mind told my body to go numb as I thought to myself, don’t be stupid, of course you don’t want to be in pain.
That was a lie. As soon as I felt the pain, something in my brain reconnected and I pushed away as hard as I could which was difficult seeing as he’s 200 pounds of muscle.

Rose’s Story: My Entire Sexual Experience

Rose’s Story: My Entire Sexual Experience

I went to sleep without crying. The next night, I couldn't keep it hidden anymore. I told my parents. They believed me, until they started getting the story from me. My aunt and uncle got involved. Soon, I had four very angry adults staring down at me, believing I'd made up the rape allegation for some drama. They told me it wasn't rape because it wasn't prosecutable.

Anonymous Story: Unsure What to Call This

Anonymous Story: Unsure What to Call This

But still, I feel like it was my fault. I shouldn't have got that drunk. I shouldn't have kissed him. And at the same time, I feel like maybe I'm just making a big deal out of nothing.

Anonymous Story: Erased From My Brothers Memory

Anonymous Story: Erased From My Brothers Memory

When we left I remember what he said "Let's just forget we ever did that ok? Neither of us can tell anyone" I agreed & went on with my life.. it never happened again…

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

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: He Changed Me in a Way I Can’t Get Back

Anonymous Story: He Changed Me in a Way I Can’t Get Back

I was 14 and I had just broken up with my boyfriend and I knew that this older 18 year old boy wanted to have sex with me. I was mad at my boyfriend, well ex, and wanted to get

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

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

Anonymous Story: 6 hours of torture

Anonymous Story: 6 hours of torture

s I write this, I get the same disgusting feelings, the urge to vomit, desperation to get out , escape ,a feeling a pray for someone anyone to come to my help,a wish for all of this to be a nightmare which it actually is, each and every day after that day, reminding me constantly of how used and damaged I am.

Anonymous Story: dad raped me, grandma covered for him

Anonymous Story: dad raped me, grandma covered for him

Afterwards he told me if i ever told a soul he would kill me and my mother. This memory rises up rarely to haunt my dreams but it’s been doing it a lot more these last few months.

Fleetwood’s Story: Fame Meant I Had To

Fleetwood’s Story: Fame Meant I Had To

I just didn't want him to flip out, and I didn't want to disappoint him, he was my Hero, I didn't consider he was a rapist.

Anonymous Story: His Life Is Unchanged: Mine Is Ruined

Anonymous Story: His Life Is Unchanged: Mine Is Ruined

I remember everyone talking about how awful and disgusting you have to be to do that to a child, and seeing my brother agree and contribute to the conversation as if he hadn’t done it to me. I was disgusted, and felt awful and filthy and humiliated when I really realized what had happened.

Alex’s Story: Do You Know What You Did?

Alex’s Story: Do You Know What You Did?

I remember you putting your hand on my leg, making me obviously uncomfortable. I moved away from you, but that didn’t matter to you. You kissed me, for reasons that I still don’t understand. The more I tried to get away from you, the more you came towards me.

Anonymous story: Its changed me forever

Anonymous story: Its changed me forever

It's all very hazy to me now as it was a few years back but I remember not wanting to do it,I couldn't say no because I was afraid of the reaction I would get and I didn't say yes either.

Anonymous Story: he doesn’t even know what he did to me

Anonymous Story: he doesn’t even know what he did to me

We were sitting over the bath and I kept saying I didnt want to but I wasnt fighting him, I was so drunk that I couldn't control myself although i was feeling fine if you can understand.

[X]’s Story: Running Road to Recovery

[X]’s Story: Running Road to Recovery

I’m always waiting for the next bad thing to happen or for someone to hurt me. Anxiety, depression, and symptoms of PTSD (nightmares and flashbacks) were consuming me while I tried to just let momentum and fake smiles cover it up. That’s just not working anymore.