Anonymous Story: I will never forget the pain

Anonymous Story: I will never forget the pain

He started backing me up against the wall.I new what he was doing.He was not just playing a game.He started tugging at my shirt.I kept shouting no and kept pushing him away.Then he threw me the ground and started undressing me.I kept telling him no and kept smacking him.

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.

Eve’s Story: a ruined childhood

Eve’s Story: a ruined childhood

These three experiences are probably nothing compared to what someone else has been through, but for me they mean a lot. They’ve made me who I am, and I hate it. I’ve hates wearing dresses since that day, I refuse to. I had my first kiss stolen from me. All these experiences have each left their mark on me. I hate being in large crowds, I get panic attacks. Every attack on a human, Big or small, it leaves its mark.

Anonymous Story: Finally opening up about my past sexual abuse

Anonymous Story: Finally opening up about my past sexual abuse

A few days later he told me he will leave pics around the neighberhood for other kids to see. I begged him not to and was scared at the thought of others seeing me doing that. I said I’ll do anything to not show those pics, he replied hmmm let me think! He said if I did the same thing everyday before work for him he could refrain from showing them.

Mya’s Story: My 8th grade year (4 years ago)

Mya’s Story: My 8th grade year (4 years ago)

He says "I'll give it back it you kiss me". I said "Eww no just give it back". He says "If you kiss me". After that I go and try to grab the bracelet, but he is holding it up where I can't reach it.

Macy’s story: I cried.

Macy’s story: I cried.

I lived happy with my new family for a year until my moms boyfriends brother [E] began to greet me with kisses in the mouth . At first I thought it was an accident but I knew it was wrong.

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.

PB’s story: harassment as a youth

PB’s story: harassment as a youth

In sixth grade, I was walking to my desk, right in front of a teacher, and a guy slapped my ass and called me his bitch. The teacher looked away and pretended she never saw. I asked her why she didn't do anything, and she said "boys will be boys".

Anonymous Story: Guilt and Silence

Anonymous Story: Guilt and Silence

I have always felt guilty for not telling a teacher earlier and I have felt responsible for the girls beside me being exposed to this. One of the girls attempted suicide a year after and I keep telling myself I am the reason.

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: 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: 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: Lifetime of inappropriate behavior

Anonymous Story: Lifetime of inappropriate behavior

I think I was presented to our fellow passengers as an available
child-mistress. In other words, pimped out. However, said passengers were hip to this, and refused her.
Again, I was humiliated, I didn't undestand at first, but figured it out and felt like a cheap ersatz Lolita.

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.

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: Shipmates.

Anonymous Story: Shipmates.

I went to the bathroom and threw up from nervousness. I cried and hyperventilated until I threw up again. I washed my face and put on my clothes. They reeked of cigarettes and alcohol. I check my phone and of course, it's dead. I leave the hotel, get on the next bus home, and cry some more to myself.

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: Not my fault

Anonymous Story: Not my fault

es, I was drunk in a boys room, but he pursued me and attempted to rape my unconscious body. And that act I believe has changed my life, in some small way. Made me less worthy. More worthy of criticism and blame, lower moralled. Less worthy of love.

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.

Kassie’s story: He Wanted Me To Fight Him

Kassie’s story: He Wanted Me To Fight Him

When I was little I was molested for a long time, at 3 and then from 6 to 12 or 13, once by an adult and the other times by two other children who were close to me. I have

Anonymous Story: Lifetime shame

Anonymous Story: Lifetime shame

I had a fear of my mom catching us because Z emphasized not to tell anyone or else we’d get in a lot of trouble.

Anonymous Story: My Death

Anonymous Story: My Death

Have you ever walked into a room and had every single person stare at you? Have you ever had to walk past them with your eyes glued to the floor because the stares were so intense? Have you ever had

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.

Anonymous Story: Apparently not all victims matter

Anonymous Story: Apparently not all victims matter

It wasn't until the Hastag #metoo surfaced, when i realized… that what had happened was not ok. I did not provoke her into thinking Sex would be OK and what i wanted.
I didn't kiss her back because i was horny, but because i was scared.

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 can’t keep quiet anymore

Anonymous Story: I can’t keep quiet anymore

I was 14 and he was probably in his early 40s. He was and is my uncle. Growing up in such a toxic environment as my father’s family has proven to be, it’s really simple and easy to just regard anything that occurred in that family as “normal.”

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.

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.

Anonymous Story: How my life long addiction began.

Anonymous Story: How my life long addiction began.

I got noticed but by the wrong eyes not my parents but by family the ones that had those hunters eyes greedy stealing perverted eyes monster eyes.

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.

ReeRee’s Story: Brother Raped me at 7 years old everyday for 4 years. I’m now 21. And need advice.

ReeRee’s Story: Brother Raped me at 7 years old everyday for 4 years. I’m now 21. And need advice.

I've just lost myself. I've got no shoulder to cry on, I have nobody and having no family and friends at 21 years old is so unusual.

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: Journey: Broken to Bold

Anonymous Story: Journey: Broken to Bold

Knowing the details of that moment won't do anything for you anyway, and I've unburdened myself in the necessary and applicable safe spaces. It's been far too hard as it is walking around smiling when I'm crying inside.

Anonymous Story: First time sharing ever!

Anonymous Story: First time sharing ever!

I said no that's gross, he said adults do it all the time. I told him I didn't want to and then he told me that if I didn't do it he would tell that I had showed myself to him and that I would get in so much trouble, at six I believed that so I did it.

Lily’s Story: I Still Haven’t Told Anyone

Lily’s Story: I Still Haven’t Told Anyone

I was 21 at the time and on holiday this was about 7 years ago now, I’ve never told anyone about it. For some reason it’s been really affecting me in the last month. Me and my friend’s had been

Anonymous Story: New School, New Life Ruined

Anonymous Story: New School, New Life Ruined

Wednesday 24th of may 2016 I was called back at lunch to do some work and the teacher wasn’t there there was this guy in my year I never really spoke to him I kept saying I don’t know what

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

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.