Chloe’s Story: was i asking for it?

Chloe’s Story: was i asking for it?

I am 16 years old and I was sexually assaulted. He was my friend, or at least that’s what I thought. When he first started talking to me, he was getting drunk by himself. He was in a bad place,

Anonymous Story: I wish I could remember how it happened.

Anonymous Story: I wish I could remember how it happened.

I was going out to a party with my friends and I saw two guys who I knew from my ex boyfriend. If I only would’ve left my dorm a few minutes later or walked around a different way then

Anonymous Poem: I See Him in the News from Time to Time

Anonymous Poem: I See Him in the News from Time to Time

Honestly I am afraid to even tell this, afraid he has access somehow to this and will know that I am telling. What to do? I see him in the news from time to time. He is a high profile

Brittney’s Story: forgiving the unforgivable

Brittney’s Story: forgiving the unforgivable

I’ll never forgive you. I always felt like an outcast. A young girl with social anxiety, afraid to speak. Any time I tried to break the cycle, I was quickly shut down, so it became natural to just not speak.

Haley’s Story: He laughed at rape and the abuse he inflicted on women. He enjoyed dehumanizing and tearing women down.

Haley’s Story: He laughed at rape and the abuse he inflicted on women. He enjoyed dehumanizing and tearing women down.

Hello,      This is my story, and I want people to hear it and understand the gravity of how social media ruins people’s lives. When I was fresh out of high school, I was wooed and persuaded into dating

Anonymous Story: “Danny” my friend

Anonymous Story: “Danny” my friend

Okay hello, i’m here to talk about my story. I haven’t told many people. I feel really alone and worthless. I’ve been keeping this story to myself for a year. I don’t feel like i matter. or my story. but

Beck’s Story: He reminds that night as well as I do

Beck’s Story: He reminds that night as well as I do

I was 16 ,two months before 17, and I knew him since I was 13 It was night . I really loved him. I was watching him walking with all my love in my eyes. Here we are , time

Rose Dube’s Story: A VOICE, NOT AN ECHO

Rose Dube’s Story: A VOICE, NOT AN ECHO

Hello, my name is Rose Dube, 23-year-old aspiring Entrepreneur, 2020 Medical Microbiology Masters Candidate at the University of Pretoria, Allan Gray Orbis Foundation Candidate Fellow, writer, sexual abuse survivor, drug addict survivor, mental health advocate. Sexual abuse in our beautiful

Angel’s Story: the night my life was ruined

Angel’s Story: the night my life was ruined

I was so angry at my parents I decided to leave the house I went to school and met up with my boyfriend after at a mall I didn’t wanna go home yet and deal with everything that I was

Angel’s Story: You changed my life

Angel’s Story: You changed my life

I thought it was just a hang out my friend told me I would be safe and I believed her that’s the worst mistake I ever made I was with 3 guys at first it was fun we listened to

Anonymous Story: I am an African American female Veteran

Anonymous Story: I am an African American female Veteran

I am an African American female Veteran, I have done 2 tours in Iraq. My entire life has been filled with abuse. At age 4 I was molested by my mother’s boyfriend, my mother was mentally disabled. At age 6

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

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

Valentine’s Day, because of him this date will always be stuck in my head. The underwear I wore, the teddy bear he gave me, the pants, my top, my bra, everything, I wore that day, I will remember because of

A’s Story: One of the four

A’s Story: One of the four

You were being so nice.. why did it stop? I mean, you knew I wasn’t in the right head space and I didn’t know who else to call. The fact that you knew hurt even more. My question is, why?

Jenny’s Story: Just

Jenny’s Story: Just

One step-father: Age ?? – Age 13, Wisconsin & Missouri 1. Creep into my room. 2. Pull back my covers up to my stomach. 3. He only watched, and never touched. 4. For how long though? 5. It gets cold,

Anonymous Story: Because he loved me

Anonymous Story: Because he loved me

It’s been 4 years but it still feels like it happened yesterday. The memory has stayed engrained in my head and won’t leave. It’s a part of me now, a part I have never told anyone…well, until now. It started

T. L.’s Story: the making of a slut

T. L.’s Story: the making of a slut

It was my junior year of high school. In a small town, in the middle of “The Bible Belt.” There’s so much snow outside. My best friend, [V], and I pick up our friend [Z] and drive to our friend,

Anonymous Story: I trust my friend and I destroy myself.

Anonymous Story: I trust my friend and I destroy myself.

Hello all i would like to tell everything hope hear i get some help and others also learnt from this.when i am 9 years old i meet one guy at my school. His name is [Y] and he is my