Craig’s story: scared into silence

Craig’s story: scared into silence

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

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

Bárbara’s story : tinder date

Bárbara’s story : tinder date

Hi! My name is Bárbara, I’m 22 and I’m currently getting my life back on track. I started volunteering again and I’m getting ready to go to college. When I was 20/21 (I turned 21 there) I decided to go

Cloud’s story: Was i raped

Cloud’s story: Was i raped

I was drinking wine with my great friend [S]. We were playing Monopoly and catching up on each others life. I had taken a gap year from college so it was nice to see all of my friends again. Everyone

Anonymous Story: Where Is My Childhood?

Anonymous Story: Where Is My Childhood?

I think it stopped when I was 8, but I’ll never be sure I can’t remember everything but thought I was a whore. I didn’t know that this was not how families had to be I only knew that it

Jane’s Story: The Older Guy and The Black Out

Jane’s Story: The Older Guy and The Black Out

It’s taken me five years to gain a true perspective over what happened to me, but even now I cannot be certain. It always seemed like my fault. I got myself into a scary situation and wasn’t sensible enough to

Anonymous Story: When I Was Little

Anonymous Story: When I Was Little

When I was little he took advantage Now I’m 30 with all this baggage I don’t remember being a kid And it’s all because of what he did He stole my virginity god knows when How to I even start

My Story: The Night That Brought the Unexpected

My Story: The Night That Brought the Unexpected

Hi random person reading this right now. Life hasn’t been the easiest for me by any means. High school brought me many of things in my life. Good and bad things. Friends that came and went, depression, anxiety, anorexia, low

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

Ieisha’s Story: Facing My Truth

Ieisha’s Story: Facing My Truth

Hi my name is Ieisha Moore I’m a 28 year old women born and raised in Detroit MI. I’ve recently written a book entitled Facing My Truth Ieisha’s Story it talks about sexual molestation, domestic violence, and suicide. I was

Reena’s Story

Reena’s Story

TRIGGER WARNING This contains information about sexual assault and/or violence which may be triggering to survivors as well as suicide and self-harm. As a female, a teenager and as a person, sexual assault was discussed so I kinda knew a

Anonymous Story: Tight Jeans

Anonymous Story: Tight Jeans

The troubles commenced in December. I remember because it was my last day of school before Christmas break, and I always got excited about the parties. Okay not the party itself, but the food there. The year itself still remains

Anonymous Story: Minimal Traumas

Anonymous Story: Minimal Traumas

Minimal Traumas Imagine if you will, your a four-year-old female child in a bedroom with your 17-year-old brother. He makes you laugh plays with you rolls you up in blankets and shares his cookies with you. He takes you into

Anonymous Story: I’m a little girl in Pakistan

Anonymous Story: I’m a little girl in Pakistan

I’m a little girl in Pakistan. My story begins when I was just 6 or 7 years old.My abuser never penetrated me but he did enough to change my life forever. I was 6 or 7. He used to take

Anonymous Story: The Teacher Who Saved My Life

Anonymous Story: The Teacher Who Saved My Life

I let it go on for so many years, and then I hit my breaking point. This happened when I was 16, after enduring severe abuse from my father for over a decade. I spent all that time scared, confused,

R’s Story

R’s Story

It was 14 years ago. I was 18. It was three weeks before college. My parents went out of town. I invited a few friends over. One of them was “J,” a 21 year old coworker and longtime friend. I

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

Anonymous Story: Love, abuse and a sweeter man

Anonymous Story: Love, abuse and a sweeter man

I find talking about [G] difficult now, as if I’m sharing the stories of a character in a book- an antagonist, a despot, a stranger who I knew so intimately for so long, but never really knew at all. A

Anonymous Story: Worst night of my life

Anonymous Story: Worst night of my life

I was only 15-16 and he was 18-19 (I can’t remember the exact age). We were sort of neighborhood friends, but not really. I never knew him personally. I just knew him because one of my friends had dated him

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

Anonymous Story: Me Too

I remember feeling powerless & confused. I remember time feeling as if it was creeping by, even though it was a 10 minute ride. I remember freezing up, as I was confused about what he was doing. I remember wanting

Kiara’s Story: Used and Confused

I was 17 years old, it was August 2016. It was the summer going into my senior year. It had been crazy summer but a great one none the less. I was staying with my best-friend (let’s call her G)

Amy’s Story: The PAST and the Present

I am a girl who loves to travel but there are some trips I wish I could forget.the year was 2016 I was 16 at the time. I was on my second trip to Colombia when it happened.i went to

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: Our Little Secret

It started when I was four. It was my great-grandfather. We went to their house almost every holiday and birthday, and every time he preyed on me sexually. He asked me to sit on his lap. Said he was, “An

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

Sophie’s Story: WHO I AM

This is a story of not only sexual abuse, but emotional and verbal abuse as well. He was my first boyfriend. I was a freshman, and a junior wanted to date me. I felt so lucky that an older guy

Anonymous Story: Black Hole

This is hard. Part of me is desperately trying to explain what happened to anyone who would listen, but another part of me, one that has been in control for much longer, refuses to relinquish control and trust any one

Jurity’s Story: He Was My Dad

I was about nine or ten, It all started after i got my first period. It began with him showing me porn and having me touch him. He said that he was showing me things that I needed to learn

Hannah’s Story: My Grandmother Refuses to Cut Ties With the Family Member Who Sexually Assaulted Me

When I was 13 years old, my 15 year old cousin molested me over the course of several days during summer break. Out of fear of not being taken seriously or splitting up my family, I decided not tell anyone

Anonymous Story: My Past

Hi, Ok this is tough actually still have nightmares to this day. Because of all the emotional sexual physical abuse from my ex husband who i married at 16.. I Was a child he would buy me and my friends

Molly’s Story: He Said He Had a Reputation to Uphold

A few years back I was excited to see one of my favorite bands live. After the show I was talking to some like minded folk about music and such as I don’t have much in common with people where

Blue’s Story

The first time it happened I was 5 and she was 10,before I started school. I was eager to learn new things,so when my sister said she would teach me something new I jumped at the idea and closed our

Anonymous Story: I Can’t Swim Again

When I was about 9 years old, I was always at my grandmas house. She lived with my aunt, uncle, and my 3 cousins. The latest of the 3 was named Austin. He was my favorite because we always hung

Anonymous Story: I Still Think About It Everyday

1.) I was drunk, he was not. I was a virgin and he was not. I said no and he said yes. 2.)The next morning I took two showers and cried. 3.) I made rules to stop thinking about it:

Bug’s Story: I Wanted to Ask Him How He Was

I shoved him off of my bed and was met with condescension. “Are you trying to show me that you’re strong?” I kept moving his hand away, and was met with a reply, The beginning of cognitive dissonance, “I won’t