Abigail’s Story: I hope he was drunk

Abigail’s Story: I hope he was drunk

[J] I hope you’re happy with what you caused. I was only a preteen when you started and I can’t believe you had the heart to look at me the way you do and touch me how you’ve touched me.

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.

Anonymous Story: He Said he Wanted to Marry Me

Anonymous Story: He Said he Wanted to Marry Me

He said he wanted to marry me. I believed him. I wanted to marry him, too. He was my true first love; you know, the one we dream about. The one that sweeps us off of our feet and makes

Sabah*’s Story: The Day Her Childhood Ended

Sabah*’s Story: The Day Her Childhood Ended

While writing this my hands are trembling . As I know I am about to relive the worst day of my life . Well it didnot end there and continued for some years . Let me give you a little

Gabby’s Story: in the blink of an eye

Gabby’s Story: in the blink of an eye

I am 16 years old. It happened at a music festival. And I was alone. I was walking through an alley with many people there so I thought I was safe. That is when a man pushed me up against

Anonymous Story: I still don’t know if it was rape

Anonymous Story: I still don’t know if it was rape

I really don’t know and I’m so confused about everything. I’m sorry this is sort of really long. Also, I’m sorry if I made any mistakes in writing this, I’m not a native English speaker. So, this is the story…

Anonymous Story: Smile!

Anonymous Story: Smile!

I still think of his smile. Something about the way it curved slightly upwards, knowingly. I remember the first time I saw it. It was such a confident smile, and after a brief moment of eye contact with him, it

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

Invisible Girl’s Story: The Torment Within

Invisible Girl’s Story: The Torment Within

As a child i could never imagine someone that i loved or look up to dearly would ever hurt me mentally or physical. As a child my perception of life is supposed to be as positive and loving environment no

Danni’s Story: He was my friend

Danni’s Story: He was my friend

He was my friend. I meet him in grade 9, when I was dating this girl. I joined her friend group- and he was apart of it. Things where great the first year I knew him. He was odd, but

Erin’s Story: he became my nightmare

Erin’s Story: he became my nightmare

I thought you were my friend Now you’ve become my nightmare It was innocent to start off with One act of kindness led to Feeling your breath near my ear As you brought your hands towards my breasts Attempting to

Anonymous Story: I am a little girl.

Anonymous Story: I am a little girl.

I am a little girl. I was abused by a male servant in domestic help. I was 3 when it began. Although I dont remember the first time I know that I was 3 when my first MEMORY of child

Anonymous Poem: Dear Parents

Anonymous Poem: Dear Parents

Dear parents, I know you love me I know there’s a connection I just don’t see it I want to tell you, to cry with you about my rape But the last time i told you of sexual assault you

Anonymous Story: 13 years to realise i was raped

Anonymous Story: 13 years to realise i was raped

When I was seventeen and I met an American musician in a nightclub. He wasn’t famous, he was touring with an incredibly famous rock icon as a session musician, this was enough to be impressive though, so when he asked

E’s story: Friends Keep Secrets

E’s story: Friends Keep Secrets

Being friends meant so much to me. We were young and naive, I, more so. I told you about everything. All of the drama—the arguments I had with my mom. I even told you about the things that excited me,

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

Anonymous Story: This is My Story the Journey of My Life

Anonymous Story: This is My Story the Journey of My Life

This is my truth; this is my story the journey of my life that is constantly unfolding. My story, my way, my words are my truth. Your thoughts and opinions could never define who I am. I’m finally a free

Megan’s Story: My therapist pedophile

Megan’s Story: My therapist pedophile

My name is Megan when I was a tween I was pretty out there I’m a lot to handle for my conservative upper-class parents. After Cotillion didn’t work my parents sent me to a therapist [Dr. R] in Oak Lawn

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: Even the Earth Heals Itself

Anonymous Story: Even the Earth Heals Itself

Much loved SISTERS and FRIENDS: My #metoo STORY, I call “EVEN THE EARTH HEALS ITSELF.” because I spent a large part of my childhood ——and my sexual assault history, living only 80 miles, as the crow flies, UNDER THE GREAT

Anonymous Story: The Journey and After the Abuse

Anonymous Story: The Journey and After the Abuse

Trigger warning: Descriptively graphic in some spots, and psychological abuse. I’ve always wanted to tell my story in the hopes that it helps others, but it’s tough talking about it in real life! The Me Too movement has given me

Emma’s Story: Too Scared to Say Anything

Emma’s Story: Too Scared to Say Anything

Hi, you can call me Emma, and for some reason I wanted to share my story with you today. I’ll start with the beginning: My mom lived in Paris and she went on holiday in Australia where she met my

Kei’s Story: My Fear

Kei’s Story: My Fear

Kei wants a simple and happy marriage with someone love her. She finally meet her husband and willing to share her past story with her husband. Great love contain forgiveness. She love her husband so much, she is very afraid

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

Amber’s Story: Secrets Are Armour and They Eat You at the Same Time

Amber’s Story: Secrets Are Armour and They Eat You at the Same Time

It started in the bar where he flirted with me and I liked it. I flirted too and my friend was happy to have introduced us. It started in the club where he kissed me and I kissed him back.

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

Nina’s Story: My reality!!

Nina’s Story: My reality!!

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

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

Angel’s Story: Her Tabs Were Blank

Angel’s Story: Her Tabs Were Blank

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

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,

Anonymous Story: Me Too

Anonymous Story: Me Too

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,

Molly’s Story: Reclaiming My Story

Molly’s Story: Reclaiming My Story

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

Anonymous Story: The Naive One

Anonymous Story: The Naive One

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

Lindsey’s Story: Trying to Forget

Lindsey’s Story: Trying to Forget

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,

Anonymous Story: A Father’s Story

Anonymous Story: A Father’s Story

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

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

Jackson’s Story: Too Young to Know Better

Jackson’s Story: Too Young to Know Better

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

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