Bailey’s Story: My “Me, Too” Story

Bailey’s Story: My “Me, Too” Story

As I look back, with hindsight always being 20/20, I should have screamed, yelled, hit, kicked….done something other than been silent. There were other individuals in the house where this happened and yet, I was quiet…not wanting to make a scene. I should have told someone…anyone. But, I was silent. I lived with this silent pain for so many, many years. I had nightmares…I was afraid to see “Q” out and about…I was afraid that he would hurt me again.

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.

Trans Boy’s Story: I Kept Going Back

Trans Boy’s Story: I Kept Going Back

At school he would grab my butt, he would say things into my ear to get to me, one time he slammed me into the bathroom wall and punched me in the face. I went back a couple months later. We were fine until he forced himself on me again this happened 3 more times before I told the police.

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: 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: 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: 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.

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.

Leah’s Story: I was only 13

Leah’s Story: I was only 13

I immediately cringed away. I said no. I told him that we were too young for this and I didn't feel right with it. He once again told me to stop making a fuss. I told him that I wanted to wait and he told me that i was overreacting.

Anonymous Story: CATFISHED by the LAW

Anonymous Story: CATFISHED by the LAW

I thought we were seeing each other and his plan was to drug me, beat me, rape me, torture me all nite long in that laquinta motel room on Abercorn almost 8 years ago.

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: 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.

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

Sophie’s Story: “Love?”

Sophie’s Story: “Love?”

It takes a long time to deal with the feelings of shame and hurt inside your mind. I have spent the last few years working on myself, and I’ve become closer to my 16 year old self. Despite what happened to her, she was positive, curious and creative. I wasn’t always as kind as I should have been. My first instinct was to fight back, and push away others, something I couldn’t do to my abuser. I was not a bad person, I was hurt. I needed help, not hate.

Jess’s Story: Is He Right, Was It Just A Misunderstanding?

Jess’s Story: Is He Right, Was It Just A Misunderstanding?

I'm epileptic & in certain situations where I get stressed I can have a seizure, this happened & before i knew it i was coming to on his sofa but felt him pulling my underwear down when he was laying behind me…

Nicole Tracii’s Story: It Starts with ‘No” and Ends with a Shirt

Nicole Tracii’s Story: It Starts with ‘No” and Ends with a Shirt

For once I didn’t care if anyone said “I believe you” it only matter that I could say “I’m not ashamed and you can’t hurt me anymore”. This was what people meant when they said victims become survivors. It’s about more than just living through something, it’s about identifying strength over trauma but recognizing that this trauma is why you have strength.

Anonymous Story

Anonymous Story

I found myself in a similar situation. I started dating a new guy who I knew back from my high school but was never friends with. We started dating 7 months after I was raped by my ex. (Which I

Anonymous Story

Anonymous Story

I have a problem saying the word no. I never wanted to hurt or make someone upset. So at 23 I found myself dating an ex from high school that I really didn’t know. It was only the third day

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

Anonymous Story: I Never Knew He Was Satan

Anonymous Story: I Never Knew He Was Satan

I was 17 and was dumped twice so I was taking a break from finding my soulmate. I was really happy being single and just wanted to catch up on me. But after a while, I felt lonely. All of

Anonymous Story: He Loved Me

Anonymous Story: He Loved Me

When I was 16, someone I loved and trusted violated me in the most degrading way possible. I still find the word hard to say, still leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. Rape. He raped me. For myriad reasons,

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

Anonymous Story: Weak

Anonymous Story: Weak

rape happens to people like you
people like me
not to weak people

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.

Deanna’s Story: Private School, Private Rape

Deanna’s Story: Private School, Private Rape

I told him no, I wasn't ready. I had just turned 15, a freshman in high school. But he didn't listen to me. He did it anyway.

Anonymous: I Thought I Had Consented

Anonymous: I Thought I Had Consented

I was clear about my boundaries since day one. You later told me you saw it as a challenge. Well, I see it as sexual assault. Not once did you ask for consent.

Harper’s Story: The Letter I Sent to my Rapist

Harper’s Story: The Letter I Sent to my Rapist

I want you to know how helpless, frightened, and violated I felt both of the times you raped me.

Katie Jenkins’s Story: Long Distance Abuse is Still Abuse

Back in June of 2015, I entered a relationship with someone over the internet. This wasn’t my first long-distance relationship, so I was very aware of what I was getting into distance-wise. This person came off as really funny, charming,

Wife’s Story: My Husband, My Rapist

Wife’s Story: My Husband, My Rapist

It happen with my kids in the next room; he grabbed me and pulled me by my arms .My head hitting the floor I was dragged into the closet.He then pulled his pants down put his penis in my mouth