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

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

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: 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

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

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.

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

Madeline’s story: A Letter to Me

Madeline’s story: A Letter to Me

Dear Maddy, It’s okay that you get sad sometimes. It’s okay to cry and to be angry about it. You’re allowed to be disappointed, confused, tired and weak. You don’t have to be happy and strong all of the time.

Kirsten’s Story: Drugged and raped by my family

Kirsten’s Story: Drugged and raped by my family

Hi, my name is Kirsten In 1994 I was drugged and raped by my brother while my mom watched. He raped me a 2nd time when we were alone. I started To remember bits and pieces In 2008, and in

Linda’s Story: I Don’t Remember His Name

Linda’s Story: I Don’t Remember His Name

When I was in college one Saturday night I felt incredibly depressed. I knew it was dark out, but I thought taking a walk would be something good to help ease all the ugly off of my spirits. I was

Cindy’s Story: Naked and Freezing

Cindy’s Story: Naked and Freezing

Having lung cancer surgery in FL, I was immediately stripped naked upon entering the Male techs witnessed my urinary catheter insertion as did numerous people walking in and out of the O.R. When I pleaded for help and covers I

Ht’s Story: I Didn’t Even Know His Name

Ht’s Story: I Didn’t Even Know His Name

I’m Canadian and was in Spain, I was on vacation there for two months and was so excited because I could never really afford to take vacations throughout my childhood. So being 18 and free there seemed like the best

Anonymous Story: Me Too

Anonymous Story: Me Too

When I was about 23 years old I was raped by my boyfriends friend. It all saturated when I went to see my boyfriend at his place, we hung out for a bit and then he wanted to go downstairs

Anonymous Story: Blind Date Nightmare

Anonymous Story: Blind Date Nightmare

About 6 years ago I was working for a Hospital in the ER and was set up with a blind date with a paramedic named C. At first he was nice and seemed normal but then became very obsessive and

Eliar’s Story : He Said Nothing Happened

Eliar’s Story : He Said Nothing Happened

I was molested in a religious setting. I was enticed away from my husband by a monk who is in a position of power in a non-profit Hindu institution. He is a monk who comes from India every year to

Quin’s Story: Taking My Power Back

Quin’s Story: Taking My Power Back

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

Lacy’s Story: Too Many

Lacy’s Story: Too Many

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

Megan’s Story: They Say a Picture is Worth 1,000 Words, But Every Word Was “No”

Megan’s Story: They Say a Picture is Worth 1,000 Words, But Every Word Was “No”

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

Anonymous Story: A Letter to Survivors

Anonymous Story: A Letter to Survivors

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,

Linda’s Story: What Happened to Protect and Serve

Linda’s Story: What Happened to Protect and Serve

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

Kennishewa’s Story: Daddy’s Little Girl

Kennishewa’s Story: Daddy’s Little Girl

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

Anonymous Story: The Gist of My Situation

Anonymous Story: The Gist of My Situation

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

Anthony’s Story: Confidence, Strength, Courage

Anthony’s Story: Confidence, Strength, Courage

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

Anonymous Story: From 12 Years Old to 19; My Story

Anonymous Story: From 12 Years Old to 19; My Story

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

Ltyler’s story: finally ready to share the truth

Ltyler’s story: finally ready to share the truth

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

Anonymous Story: 20 years  Ago

Anonymous Story: 20 years Ago

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

Anonymous Story: Tears and Shame

Anonymous Story: Tears and Shame

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

Sabrina’s Story: I Just Want the Thoughts to Stop

Sabrina’s Story: I Just Want the Thoughts to Stop

I was sick He made me come over to his house instead of me coming over Didn’t pay attention to me while I was there was just on his video games I think he was drinking because he always used

Anonymous Story: Bamboo

I met him on Dec 2, 2016, when I had dinner with a group of friends. And we got to know each other and hang out on Dec 3 for lunch and board game with a group of friends. During

Anonymous Story: Me Too

Anonymous Story: Me Too

I was sexually abused on multiple different occasions by fellow military members. Both took advantage of me while I was under the influence. I never got justice for the first one, though I went the legal route. I didn’t go

Tina’s Story

Tina’s Story

I was 22 and went out with my friends for dinner and we left around Half 10pm I was dragged and he used chloroform to knock me out and I was raped. I was found in an ally way in

Zi’s Story: my childhood

Zi’s Story: my childhood

I tell people I trust that I was molested which in my mind, seems far from the truth. Maybe if I was only molested, I wouldn’t have as many problems as I do now. I wasn’t just molested – I

Larissa’s Story: Me Too

I was four years old when I met ‘Mr. Helmethead’. I enjoyed playing with him, it was fun; he was a mini construction worker. He was my stepfather’s penis. He would make me jack his penis for him. My mother

Madelyn’s Story: This Wasn’t What I Asked For

I have carried the weight of my childhood traumas for twenty years too long. I have grown numb to the trauma from my adulthood and allowed it to make it’s home every nook and cranny that it could. There are

Anonymous Story: Me Too

I was drug raped at age 29 by a person I had dated in high school. For 40+ years I thought I had somehow passed out (on one drink?) It was only a couple of years ago that I realized

Cassie’s Story: I Am All of These Things Always

LINGERING What breaks me is the fact that I know. I know everything that happened. Every last detail. I replay every detail every day in every moment. Everything reminds me of what happened, everything reminds me of him. What kills

Anonymous Story: He Doesn’t Love Me

My first sexual encounter was at the age of three. He penetrated me with his finger and pressed his cheek against mine. It happened multiple times but I didn’t say anything until it started to hurt. When I finally did

Anonymous Story: Southern Baptist Church

I guess I am writing this because of all of the torment I’ve been through and no one has helped me or even cared. My parents were suppose to protect me but they didn’t. The church was suppose to help