Anonymous Story: Me Too
How Mena got depressed 15 years after 3 rape incident Hmm it took me time to feel the emotional trauma of rape years after the rape. I was 4 or 5 years old when my uncle raped me, the at
How Mena got depressed 15 years after 3 rape incident Hmm it took me time to feel the emotional trauma of rape years after the rape. I was 4 or 5 years old when my uncle raped me, the at
Hello my name is Nina, I decided to come out with my story because I know there are kids out there that are just like me… The sexual abuse started when I was 8 years old. I am now a
It all started in a place I thought I would be safe. I was reluctant in telling my story and I replayed these beliefs in my mind “No one believed me when I tried to report the issues, so what’s
My Story. I think it’s relevant because it speaks to both sides of the fence, abuser and abused – me. And my search for resolution. Towards that end, I have donated to the local non=violence group in my community. I
I don’t know where i should write this, but i want people to know the effects of PTSD after sexual agression. I have not found yet how to heal from it. I had two major events and a lot of
It was one of those suffocating, hot Delaware days in mid-July. You know the type of weather I am talking about. So humid that it felt like you were inhaling steam instead of air when you tried to take a
I have written an opening to this and erased it a million times by now. There is no correct way to tell this story, this shouldn’t have happened to me and it shouldn’t have happened to you either. That’s I
I remember telling myself to think about the Ocean. When difficult moments came up in my life, I would always remind myself to think about the Ocean. I would try and picture that I was sitting by the water. Calm,
Why Did I freeze? Why was I so shocked that this was happening to me? Why was I so weak? Why was I so weak? Why was I choosen ? Why was I so trusting? I should have kicked, scream,
Highschool was an interesting time for me. I was 14 when I was a freshman, a naive little girl who knew nothing of the world. I remember sitting in health class listening to a guest speaker talk to us about
Grass stains on my back and blood in my jeans I gain consciousness while my body is jerked like a rag doll My eyes focus on the hazy streetlights as I try to make sense of my surroundings I hear
over 30 years ago… a typical high school party – drinking… yes I was. we all were. 8th graders crashing their older brothers’ party found me passed out on a couch I had just turned 17 my memories include: –
I will use “owl” as my name . And “friend for the girl i thought was my friend. And the boys Involved xboy 1 xboy 2 and x boy 3. Thank you by the way. I need to get this
She locked herself in the bathroom and stared into the mirror. She was looking at herself, but the world didn’t seem as familiar as before. In her eyes, she saw a different person—she saw someone else. Face distorted, body morphed,
“I’m in charge! I’m in charge! Do you hear me?” Those words were screamed at me while I was being held down. 6’5” on top of 5’2”. 210 pounds on top of 140. Anger screaming at fear. I was scared
The word SECRETARY comes from “SECRET” I ignored the danger that my life would run. Divorced, my ex-husband didn´t give me any alimony. I suffered an accident in which I almost lost my knee. Miraculously they called me for a
I am probably the least likely individual to access this platform. However there is presently a rage growing inside of me that at some point may not be able to be contained . I am a 58 year old father
Hello my name is Linda , I have always considered myself to be strong and worthy of respect. But that all changed on November 24, 2018. I had returned home after working out of town. As a nurse of 25
It was a humid night in June or July of 2014, Timber was playing from the open windows of my dads Silverado. I was sitting on top of the truck with my little brother(6) and my friend (13) ( I
Hello, I would like to tell my story….on a national level. This is my very first time ever sharing this publicly online and I think I am going to create a face book page for my story or something. I
This will come as no surprise to many, but I found myself thinking about my rape more and more during the Kavanaugh hearings. The rich student party boys taking advantage of girls at parties, forcing themselves upon at least one
This story is about ten years old. In fact I don’t actually remember which year it happened. But what I’m sure of, is that I was around 9 years old. Now I’m 18 and I feel like I need to
Hi, I’ve been debating on writing this for a while. I have gotten drunk and sobbed over it even 6 years later. I have had epiphany and epiphany of how truly, truly horrible it was an how BLIND I was
This is my 3rd time trying to write this. It was may 7th, 2019. Around 9:30 I started texting him let’s call him BT he was with a friend AG. I had been grounded for 3 months and I wanted
The only way I ever got the strength to forgive my rapists was understanding I was suffocating from anger. I had carried the burden of being sexually abused for as long as the day I read about rape at school
My name is Vanessa Morbeck. I served in the United States Army from 2012 to 2016. In my four years of active duty service I encountered 15 cases of sexual assault/harassment/rape/gang rape and then retaliation for reporting. That cost me
Confidence, Strength, and Courage By Anthony Rivers 2/20/2019 One thing I have learned to do well is to present my life in a way that shows confidence, strength, and courage. I wake up every day and go to work like
Hey everyone, first of all I’m sorry for my terrible English but I can’t keep secrets anymore. I think anyone here understands how hard it is to keep a dark secret especially when it’s involved families. When I was a
This may be hard to hear and feels like i am stating a streotype comment But for all those surviors of sexual abuse I just want to let you know your not alone I know everyday is a sturggle to
Hello, my name is Fathullah. I was a victim of incest for several years from around the age of 10. I was continuously molested by one of my female relatives, one who was a victim herself. I believe that the
I ack from work. so I was around five I guess. But I don’t clearly remember my age. I might have been younger. I was blond, with light curls. I was kind of cute but shy. To shy to talk
I finally feel after eight months I can share my story and hopefully I can help other survivors in a similar situation as mine. I was a country girl, raised in the woods and almost always on horseback. I wanted
#IAmASurvivor are stories from women of all walks of life, telling their stories of survival. Everybody is a survivor and all stories deserve to be told. These stories are all in their own words. I was born raised in Johannesburg,
I was a male outcast with no real friends, and certainly no girlfriends. I was short for my age. My two older sisters seemed like my only friends. My sisters’ idea of fun were girl-oriented games like makeovers and playing
Hi my name is Hailey and I was raped. This letter goes out to my rapist. I trusted, loved and unconditionally cared for you, and the night you first laid your hands on me I didn’t know where my feelings
April 28th 2018. My husband had to work out of town for a week and I hate being home alone at night and I am terrified of being alone during storms. I huge storm was coming in that night so
As I am going through my process of trying to heal I realize I may have a story to tell. It begins almost 20 years ago in December of 1999. I was 16 years old and a local business owners
I’m not sure who I can tell my true story about the US Olympian [RM] from Las Vegas,NVC I once dated US Olympian [RM] from Las Vegas, NV. He told me to prove that I loved him senior year of
Dear Victims, supporters I’m Arabic male 27 Yrs Old (at that time), and I’m .. Depressed, my story started when I was 3 I got raped by my neighbor ..like regularly and when I was 7 we moved out, and
Working at the beach of the cook coma end of the night with a shot and a half of year then blacked out. Got found downtown parked the opposite direction asleep in my car by police officers knocking on my
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