My Story: He doesn’t realize he even did it

My Story: He doesn’t realize he even did it

I was 13 years old it was the summer of 2015. I went to camp with my boyfriend of about 8 months. We spent 4 days with his grandfather at their camp where there was no cell service. The first

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.

Sam’s Story: Why I Blamed Myself for so Long

Sam’s Story: Why I Blamed Myself for so Long

I told him no, I wasn’t stupid and I knew where that would lead, but I guess I was stupid because I let him see it and he restrained my other hand as well.

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.

Anonymous Story: Just Watch

Anonymous Story: Just Watch

She asked me "who was that?". I said " a very bad guy, he made me do things." She said "what did he make you do?". I just said "everything."

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: 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.

Anonymous Story: Untitled

Anonymous Story: Untitled

I was just 15 when it happened Or perhaps just freshly 16 That’s the funny thing about these type of things You remember them but you don’t quite. I was so dumb So naive to have thought that he was

Anonymous Story: Blurred Lines

Anonymous Story: Blurred Lines

I said no, I meant no, and I gave all the non-verbal cues. I was uncomfortable, stiff, unmoving, and not kissing him back. And suddenly he was inside me. I pushed him out with my legs and again said I was really sore. He told me that was hot and shoved his penis inside me. I gave up. I tensed up and endured the pain and tried to lay back and wait until it was over.

Anonymous Story: I didn’t even know it was rape — until now

Anonymous Story: I didn’t even know it was rape — until now

She told me I looked sexy and said she never thought abs on young boy would turn her on like I did. She reached down and fondled my penis. She then took my hand and led me to her bedroom.

Name’s story: I don’t know what happened to me

Name’s story: I don’t know what happened to me

Since then, this happened more often when I said “no” to sex until the point, where I forced myself to give my body to him since I was his girlfriend. He used the Bible to tell me I was obligated to sleep with him (knowing I don’t believe in god at all), saying I wouldn’t love him if I wouldn’t do it (but I absolutely did) and in an argument telling me, I shouldn’t wonder if one day he cheats on me.

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.

Anonymous Story: Was I raped?

Anonymous Story: Was I raped?

I feel like I was violated because I continued to say stop and no but he wouldn't until he was ready. I don't know what to feel or think, and honestly he scares me. It was like he was someone else. If this helps anyone else then I've done my part.

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.

Anonymous Story: A doctor I trusted assaulted me

Anonymous Story: A doctor I trusted assaulted me

I was a young mother with two very small children. He was the first doctor that seemed interested in trying to help me. The second time I saw him, he had me undress to examine me. One minute he was listening to my lungs, the next, his bare fingers were in my vagina. Now that I have typed that last sentence, I actually feel physically ill.

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.

Anonymous Story: I wanted Kinky: But not like this…Unwanted Anal Sex

Anonymous Story: I wanted Kinky: But not like this…Unwanted Anal Sex

I asked him what it was and he just explained it was some kinky stuff he bought. He blind folded me and tied my arms. I admit I was into it until he started yelling out these racial slurs… and after that he penetrated me. I still kinda liked it.
But all of a sudden he shoved his penis in my anis and I screamed at the top of my lungs. I was trying to get him to stop and push him off me but my arms were tied and he was way stronger than I thought he was. I just pretty much laid there and waited for him to be finished. That was the most agonizing and excruciating pain I ever felt in my life and it seemed like it lasted forever.

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.

Sarah: The girl who said NOthing!

Sarah: The girl who said NOthing!

I kept telling him to please get off and that's when he pulled my hair and dragged me to the edge of my bed. I kept saying no no no and no over again but I guess he was hard of hearing that day. I was frightened but I still managed to break my arm free of his grip.

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: I want to yell louder

Anonymous Story: I want to yell louder

I walked home tonight. Alone and late. I know I know what an incredibly irresponsible thing to do. Then the anger the rage of my fear, my politeness, and my rape bubbled that shit would not be contained. Walked for over a mile grunting and yelling and realizing that shit that had been deposited in my soul.

Anonymous Story: Does he know what he did was wrong?

Anonymous Story: Does he know what he did was wrong?

That's how things started but it began to escalate. He would began to pressure me give him handjobs and perform oral sex. I started to tell him no, and I didn't want to. But he would force my head down, or say if I loved him I would. It didn't matter that I said no or was crying. He wouldn't stop until he was done. Afterwards he would apologize for it, and say he didn't mean to.

Sarah’s story: Do you really think you did nothing wrong?

Sarah’s story: Do you really think you did nothing wrong?

You did all that to me, and probably more that I’ve blanked out, after I told you I was molested as a child. I can’t believe that was 5 years ago. You’re the only person I can honestly say i Hate. I hope you never find happiness.

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.

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.

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: 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.

Anonymous Story: He didn’t even take the tampon out

Anonymous Story: He didn’t even take the tampon out

But at this point it wasn’t really even my body anymore. It was his. He had control of it, and that’s all it I was to him. A body. A limp lifeless body. It felt as if he had taken my humanity away from me, as if I wasn't even a person anymore, as if I was just a thing.

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: We were together almost 5 years.

Anonymous Story: We were together almost 5 years.

There were so many times I'd cry out, with tears streaming down my face and he wouldn't stop. He never stopped. He went harder and faster so he could finish.

Melissa’s Story: ‘I didn’t’ changed to ‘I was too drunk to know what I was doing’

Melissa’s Story: ‘I didn’t’ changed to ‘I was too drunk to know what I was doing’

I just sat in my friend’s room naked crying until he came back. He came in and asked where my clothes were and I explained I didn’t know what happened but that someone was in the room with me and left as soon as I figured out what was going on.

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

Anonymous Story: Zion. Year 11.

Anonymous Story: Zion. Year 11.

I keep seeing him around college and around town and every time I see him I get tight in my chest and want to throw up, even though I'm not sure if it was even rape or assault or if it was just two teens under a bridge.