Lauren’s Story: He Knew Exactly What He Was Doing

Lauren’s Story: He Knew Exactly What He Was Doing

Four years ago: I was new in town and looking for friends. I was in a long-distance relationship with my best friend. I had lost 20 lbs due to extreme anxiety, in less than a month. I worked three restaurant

Olivia’s Story: I Was a Virgin

Olivia’s Story: I Was a Virgin

When I was 13 on June 16th 2017 a boy I’ve known since i was 4 was at my neighbors house. Me and my two friends that were girls were hanging out at my house and we started to drink

Lianna’s Story: I Don’t Even Know His Name

Lianna’s Story: I Don’t Even Know His Name

It has now been almost a year since it happened. As the year mark creeps closer, the memories of that night and the following day flood my mind. I don’t even know what happened. Some would say it’s my own

Anonymous Story: I’m Fine

Anonymous Story: I’m Fine

I haven’t thought of you in years; I must be fine I have a life now, a healthy relationship, a career and success; I must be fine I was drunk that night, my fake ID worked, I felt on top

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

Genevieve’s Story: I Wasn’t Sure If It Was Rape

Genevieve’s Story: I Wasn’t Sure If It Was Rape

It was my first semester at college. It was 2014. I have never spoken to anyone about this in my life. It is partly because I don’t know if I would define it as rape. Mostly because the detail are

Anonymous Story: He Was The Kind of Guy You Bring Home to Meet  Your Parents

Anonymous Story: He Was The Kind of Guy You Bring Home to Meet Your Parents

I remember why we hit it off. He was wearing a Redskins hat. My mom loves the redskins. Somewhere in my subconscious I must have made him the kind of guy I might some day bring home to meet my

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

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

Janine’s Story: Time to Heal

Janine’s Story: Time to Heal

You have to connect to the ground, and open your heart, to create space, and stand in integrity, to speak your truth. This is a story about healing….my ongoing journey to heal from what was an unspeakable trauma. My hope

Anonymous Story: Me Too

Anonymous Story: Me Too

I went skinny dipping at night in the Gulf of Mexico. I was the only one among my 2 cousins, brother and the husband of a cousin. It was dark enough so I felt safe. I was with my family,

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: fraternity men

Anonymous story: fraternity men

I was raped by a Fraternity man who I was actually very close friends with. I knew the majority of the men in the Frat and had spent every day with them for months. I considered them to be some of my closest friends. I had told this one particular man that I did not ever plan on hooking up with him.

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: Alcohol, Alcohol

Anonymous Story: Alcohol, Alcohol

In the light of morning, with a pounding head and dry mouth, I woke to find a hand touching me. I rolled over to find a man who was only vaguely familiar, but definitely not someone I knew. I didn’t even know his first name, let alone his last.

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.

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.

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.

My Story: I Just Need to Tell It

My Story: I Just Need to Tell It

Once he told me, I told him we needed to talk about our options in the event that I fell pregnant. The day he came over, he told me he’d kick me down the stairs if he had to. I told him to get the fuck out.

Jessica’s Story: He Doesn’t Know My Prespective

Jessica’s Story: He Doesn’t Know My Prespective

I didn’t want to have sex with him. I didn’t want to engage in any sort of contact with him.

Anonymous Story: Police did not believe me

Anonymous Story: Police did not believe me

The female cop got out of the car to talk to my friend, and I went inside the car to talk to the male cop, I remember not being able to explain my self properly, all I knew is that something was wrong , something bad has happend to me, hyperventilating I tried to explain the time line of events,

Anonymous Story: I Was Roofied

Anonymous Story: I Was Roofied

I tried collecting myself to text a friend to let them know where I was and what had happened, but I couldn't focus or coordinate myself. I have no idea how long I was in the washroom for. It couldn't have been for long, but what I can remember about that part of the night is that two people escorted me out the club through the back door away from my friends.

Anonymous Story: Few weeks ago

Anonymous Story: Few weeks ago

But when I woke up at 6AM him fingering me and trying to cram his dick inside me, I don’t think I consented to that. When I tried to roll over to the other side, to cross my legs, to avoid it as much as possible, I don’t think I consented to that. When he said “oh you don’t like that, huh” and continued, I really don’t think I consented to that.

Anonymous Story: 2nd Floor Bathroom

Anonymous Story: 2nd Floor Bathroom

How the fuck did I get in this situation? I was working really hard not to get this fucked. I worked so hard to not be a whore. Does this act make me a whore? A slut? I am a whore. I am a slut. Why the fuck did I even talk to this guy. Why the fuck did I get myself into this situation. This situation sucks. Not knowing anything sucks. I hate this. I will never know what really happened.

Eva’s Story: I Was A Victim Too

Eva’s Story: I Was A Victim Too

I hope this gets out to someone in a similar situation, who doubts themselves because their partner never gives clear answers. I used to fight, but I have become a coward. I hope to fight again one day.

Amanda Barnes’s Story: The sexually unprofessional photographer

Amanda Barnes’s Story: The sexually unprofessional photographer

He does not deserve to be able to continue this career of his without any action being held against him. He is the definition of a sexual pretador and should be seen as nothing short of it. He hurt me in more ways than I could’ve ever imagined. I wish for the life of me I would have never even met him. He is disgusting.

K’s Story: He Told Me Nothing Happened

K’s Story: He Told Me Nothing Happened

I think I've been raped. I go back in my room and laugh about my sexual escapades with my roommates, not telling them what I really think happened.

Anonymous Story: I Was A Virgin

Anonymous Story: I Was A Virgin

I woke up in the morning sore and covered in scrapes. My friends were all discussing the night before and my best friend said she couldn’t find me for like an hour and then she saw me coming out of the forest wearing pants that were way too big on me. She said I couldn’t even speak properly and I had stripes of blood on my cheeks. She immediately took me to take a morning after pill.

Anonymous Story: My Guilt

Anonymous Story: My Guilt

Three years ago I drank too much on New Years. I was put to bed by a friend at a house party. A guy came in. I knew who he was because I was pushing him away all night. He got on top of me. He tried to kiss me. I think I tried to push him off. I think I said stop. I think I said no. I was saying no to him all night. But he didn’t stop.

Anonymous Story: Rest in peace, Friendship.

Anonymous Story: Rest in peace, Friendship.

I had no dignity anymore, i felt lost. I felt dirty, a nobody, like fog in my mind, filled with regret.

Charlie’s Story: Everyone Knew and Nobody Cared

Charlie’s Story: Everyone Knew and Nobody Cared

The next day, you feel hollow and empty but you go to work and come home. You pass him in the hall back to your dorm room. He’s with a bunch of his buddies and smirks at you, laughing with his buddies because they all know. You hear that he’s started to tell people that you’re a slut and is saying terrible things about your body.

Caylee’s Story: I was raped and police don’t believe me

Caylee’s Story: I was raped and police don’t believe me

About 3 weeks later I found out I was pregnant, he was going to buy me an illegal abortion pill online. I decided that was not safe and went to my parents and told them what had happened (my friend asked me to keep her and her boyfriend out of it, considering they were there that night) so I did as instructed and told the police I didn’t know the attacker, which was a dumb mistake. I finally came out and told the truth. Anyways, she told them it never happened and they believe her since I lied about not knowing him.

Anonymous Story: She said, “Last night was a mistake”

Anonymous Story: She said, “Last night was a mistake”

Clothes were taken off and kisses were exchanged as we moved to her bed. Once naked, I realized it was too much for me and told her I wanted to stop and sleep. She initially agreed but soon resumed her touching and groping.

Maya’s story: Maybe it wasn’t my fault

Maya’s story: Maybe it wasn’t my fault

I began to panic that I wasn't going to get out. He wasn't going to let me leave. I asked if I could go to the toilet. I had the crazy idea that I would just run. But he came with me. He sat outside the toilet door. I started to cry in the toilet. There was literally no escape. I didn't even have my shoes. He started banging on the door and told me to hurry up. When I opened the door, he walked me back to his bedroom.

Anonymous Story: I have trouble labeling it.

Anonymous Story: I have trouble labeling it.

Here's what I remember: He completely undressed me and pushed me up against the washer/dryer and then onto the floor. It literally felt like I was having an out of body/mind experience. The only things I can remember saying were "Do you think (his girlfriend's name) would be okay with this?" He said "probably not" and kept going. I remember watching him spit onto his hands because I was too dry. At some point, I said "If this is going to happen, then she needs to be here" and pushed him off. I put my clothes back on and stumbled back upstairs. I said this wanting to escape, and knowing that I would never want to do anything with both of them. I did NOT want this to happen at all.

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: Boyfriends

Anonymous Story: Boyfriends

I've been raped many times, so many times i cannot even count. I've had sex with 40 guys and they have been everything from sweet and charming to downright horrendous.

Anonymous Story: I didn’t consent to unprotected sex

Anonymous Story: I didn’t consent to unprotected sex

I felt guilty identifying with people who had experienced more violent encounters, so I downplayed it in my head, and to others. I instantly became more withdrawn sexually. I stopped having sex for about a year, and when I started again I would often have panic attacks during sex. Then I would feel guilty for ruining the sexual experience for the other participant.