Rebecca’s Story: what doesn’t kill us makes us stronger

Rebecca’s Story: what doesn’t kill us makes us stronger

I was born into a Christian family with 8 kids. 6 years old- my brother who is 6 years older than me, made me his whore 10 years old- he went to college to study the Bible 12 years old-

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

Anonymous Story: Disney World’s predator

Anonymous Story: Disney World’s predator

I have been following and my wife has been involved with a man who preys on women. Luring them to Disney under the notion that he is in an open or broken relationship. He then proceeds to use the women

Janice’s Story: Here, You Can Have a Little of This Beer If You Like

Janice’s Story: Here, You Can Have a Little of This Beer If You Like

I was 57 when I reflected back on a short-duration relationship I had in 1981. I knew we had sexual relations two times, but then there was the 2 or 3? Did we have relations 2 or 3 times? This

M’s Story: i trusted you

M’s Story: i trusted you

Growing up, I had the perfect life, the perfect family. We had family holidays together, with my grandmother, my aunts and uncles, and all my cousins. Before each holiday, my cousins and I would stay the night at my grandmothers.

Mickey’s Story: undocumented

Mickey’s Story: undocumented

It was something that I wouldn’t have ever thought would have happened that day. It was a fun day right? A group of 6 friends hanging out smoking weed joking, smoking. I can remember [D] suggesting we go on a

Anonymous Story: Those 3 hours…

Anonymous Story: Those 3 hours…

I was raped just over 4 years ago. It took me 2 years to accept that I was raped. Although the statistics are bleak, I regret not reporting it at the time. But it wasn’t the right time. I was

Anonymous Story: Dear Stepfather

Anonymous Story: Dear Stepfather

Dear Stepfather, Every day I think about what you did to me. Every day it haunts me. Every day is a struggle to get through, knowing my mother defends you. Knowing you don’t belong here and yet she defends you

Evelyne’s Story: what i wish i’ve would of told him

Evelyne’s Story: what i wish i’ve would of told him

Hi my name is Evelyne, I live in Canada. Here is a resume of my story. (I’m not use to write in English) 2 month after I was 18 years old I was rape. I was rape while I was

Anonymous Story: Unwilling

Anonymous Story: Unwilling

Unwilling When your a mother sometimes you have put a hustle into play when they need something and that’s what I thought I was doing. One day I went to my homegirls house to get my daughters hair braided and

Anonymous Poem: Innocence

Anonymous Poem: Innocence

INNOCENCE IN BRIGHT LIGHTS YOU STOLE OUR INNOCENCE NOW WE CAN’T SLEEP WITHOUT A LIGHT TRYING TO SEE THAT JUST MAYBE WE COULD GET THAT BACK REPLAYS A ZILLION TIMES OVER HOW WE COULD HAVE CHANGED THOSE EVENTS REWIND AND

Stray’s Story: Why did I ignore the signs?

Stray’s Story: Why did I ignore the signs?

I’ve never felt ashamed of who I was until I was with him. It was slow, almost methodical the way he did it, but by the end of the relationship, there was nothing left of me. This is my story

Hannah’s Story: He Left Scars

Hannah’s Story: He Left Scars

When I was 16 I snuck into a trendy city bar with my other underaged friends and some college students. We drank a whole lot and I met a man in his late 50’s. He was put together and decent

Ciara’s Story: to the man i will never meet

Ciara’s Story: to the man i will never meet

Dear Stranger, I hope you remember me. I was 17, a virgin. You were in your thirties if I were to guess. You knew what you were doing. You were older, more experienced, and you had an agenda. You invited

Denise Barnes’s Song: Who WAS THIS MAN

Denise Barnes’s Song: Who WAS THIS MAN

By: Denise Barnes, Cape Town South Africa (Lyrics have been recorded by Tina Schouw). Who Was This Man… Who was this man that played a game that made my tummy turn? That made me wet my bed? Who was this

Katie’s Story: Drugged

Katie’s Story: Drugged

20y/o female. About 6 months ago, I was raped. I was at a little get together with some friends and a couple friends of friends. I knew one of the “friends of friends”, named Z for anonymity. Z was always

Mk’s Story: Why didn’t I save myself

Mk’s Story: Why didn’t I save myself

I doubt very much that anyone aside from me will ever read this, but even with that I feel like writing this might help me work through things or at least begin to forgive myself for something that ultimately was

Anonymous Story: i Wish i could forget

Anonymous Story: i Wish i could forget

Disclaimer: this is the first time I speak of this so im writing a lot. It feel amazing to take this weight off my back August 19th 2010 has become a day I wish I could erase from the calendar.

Anonymous Story: The unheard CRIEs that were ignored

Anonymous Story: The unheard CRIEs that were ignored

There are 4 different incidents I encountered with this person. 1st- employee entered my office and forced himself upon me as much as grabbing me in  inappropriate places all over and trying to kiss me. 2nd-he chased me down when

Leah’s Story: no justice

Leah’s Story: no justice

I’m not sure why I’m writing this now. Maybe to obtain some degree of closure or just put to paper the thoughts that rattle around in my mind before I force them away. I don’t know, but I feel compelled

Anonymous Story: Raped

Anonymous Story: Raped

He started raping me when I was until I was 9 years old. He also raped my younger sister, I don’t know for how long. Now it is difficult for me , because I have a daughter and I dont

Anonymous Story: a letter to my assailantabuserex(?)

Anonymous Story: a letter to my assailantabuserex(?)

sometimes i wonder – did you think about me, my future when you did what you did? or were you really that shortsighted and selfish? did you really not care? i’ve long since tried to find reason when there was

Anonymous Story: he was the VP of a frat

Anonymous Story: he was the VP of a frat

I was a freshman in college, it was spring quarter – a time when class loads are lighter, everyone is excited for the sun to finally come out after a long, strenuous, difficult winter quarter. The booze was also flowing.

Anonymous Story: My father said that I was “stupid”

Anonymous Story: My father said that I was “stupid”

I was 19 and he was a father of my best friend S.N. HE was a close friend of my family and my father was about to start a business venture with him. It happened when HE was drunk, I