Amelia’s Story: My Rapist Was My Boyfriend
Hey, my name is Amelia. I’m 16, and I was raped by my boyfriend. This is the story of my rape and how I survived and got help. I met him at school, he was really nice. I really liked
Kimberly’s Story: When It Never Heals
On the night of June 12, 1986 I was supposed to be having a good time enjoying a concert with my brother. While purchased our tickets I always knew how to get back stage. Prior to this concert I met
Laiba’s Story: Abuse Story
Hello, my name is Laiba. Just Laiba. My surname (Waseem) doesn’t define me in any shape or form, due to the fact not only is this my biological father’s name but also my abuser’s name. I was sexually abused from
Anonymous Story: He Thought He Did Nothing Wrong
I married my ex husband when I was 18 and pregnant. He always used sex as a weapon and was hyper promiscuous. He told me that if I was capable of satisfying him he wouldn’t have to look elsewhere. I
Laila’s Story: He Thought It Was a Compliment
I’m 15. I go to a girl school in London about 20 minutes away from home. The bus stop i get off at is near another high school- a mixed one. It was Christmas Jumper Day, and i was wearing
Weronika’s Story: Only a Touch
I don’t how should I start this. Telling someone about my story helps me at first, but later I feel like I had given my burden to someone else and I feel guilty because of that. But I can’t stay
Ashley’s Story: The Classmate and Neighbor
His name is B, and he ruined everything the day I moved to my new apartment with my parents when I was in the 7th grade. I was a sheltered kid, so human interaction from boys was a foreign concept
Sarah’s Story: I Was Only 14
Starting high school was a huge transition for me, as I am sure it is for most young girls. I lived in a city with two high schools. Many of the friends that I grew up with either went to
Anonymous Story: Broken
I’m not going to share EVERY memory of abuse with you… I would be here for a very long time writing… It is just an estimate (but I’m definitely “low balling” the number of times instead of over reaching) I
Anonymous Story: Why Me?
I am watching ‘Surviving R. Kelly’ and am now on Episode 3 and cannot stop crying….so close to home. I don’t speak of it, not ever with family and at the age of 45, I sadly only have but one
Anonymous Story: Afterthoughts
I am not sure what it is that holds me back from writing. For so long, writing has come easily to me. Maybe it wasn’t always fluid or grammatically correct, but it was simple and not forced. Lately, it has
Kait’s Story: NYE Was Supposed To Be Fun
18 years old. New Year’s Eve. In my hometown. One of my brother’s closest friends. I had 1 drink. He had many. Texted me and asked me to see at my friend’s house, where I was. Meet him outside, he
Anonymous Story: He Took What He Thought Was His
I was at my friends birthday party while my boyfriend was out of town,after taking a pill I caught a train to a different party that my older brother was at. All his closest friends were there, most of which
Anonymous Story: A Note To My Love
Remember when we first started dating. it was in the summer. we went back to ur house and it was home alone. we laid in bed together and u kissed me. i didn’t like it but i knew it made
Anonymous Story: 15 Years and Counting
At the age of 5 I buried my biological father and almost lost my entire family. At the time my mother had adopted her young nieces and they had come to live with us. After my father passed away, everything
Anonymous Story: Little Pieces
In loving a monster, you lose yourself. You lose the way you laugh with the sweet taste of freedom on your tongue not too far behind. It is replaced with a hushed fear of impending wrath and judgment from him.
Eileen’s Story: A Victim For Too Long
In 1986, a month before I was married, I was assaulted (there is a police report) in the building where I worked in Bethesda, Maryland. This experience put a strain on our marriage as newlyweds. I lost my job three
Anonymous Story: Raped By Bother
I was raped by my older half brother when I was 8 to 15. It all started when I was little he would always touch me or be different with me and I never knew why and one night he
P’s Story: Surviving Through It For Years
I have never told anyone my story, ever. When this first happened to me it was impossible to grasp the concept, considering I was just 4 years old when the first time occurred. Starting at age 4 to about 12,
Anonymous Story: Me Too
When the darkness is all that’s surrounding you, and you are too scared to go to sleep with the light off. I hold my pepper spray as if it will protect me from my thoughts. My mind is a mess
Anonymous Story: My Wonderful Boyfriend
Someone close to me tells me to speak my truth, and never stop speaking my truth. So here goes 2 years ago I was sexually assulted so bad I needed surgery to correct the wounds inflicted on me. It was
Danny’s Story: A Fourth Day I Wish I Could Forget (reprise)
So, I posted on here once before; back then, my post was titled “Three Days They Probably Won’t Remember, And That I Wish I Could Forget.” Now, I have a fourth story to add. To recap what the last three
Alanis’ Story: He Told Me I Deserved It
It was a month after my 16th birthday and I had this boyfriend who I had been dating for a few weeks. He was nice to start with but then he got with this group of friends and he started
Anonymous Story: It Happened
I dont remember the date, time, or how old I was. I remember the feeling of fear, sadness, the smell, and the loss. I remember him telling me to take a nap and not to sleep on my stomach. Which
Anonymous Story: This Is My Story of a Lad I Knew Who Raped Me and Got Away With It
I’m gonna find this very hard and I don’t know if it will be okay if me to post this on here but here it goes. I am rape victim and I need to get my story out there because
Jess’ Story: Delayed Reaction and Unraveling
I was on an overseas adventure with a male friend. We were jetlagged after 32hrs in transit and were just going for one drink before having an early night. One drink turned in to many drinks at a fun, relaxed,
Victim Shaming: SVU’s Detective Benson and Tutuola vs. Real NYPD Detectives
Along with millions of avid viewers, I’ve been a fan of Law & Order: Special Victims Unit for almost 20 years. The compassion these characters have for victims of sexual assault is unparalleled to the strong burden of shame and
Amanda’s Story: Not a Single Person Knows
Sometimes I get a little resentful and angry that nobody noticed. I was amazing at hiding it, but sometimes I find myself questioning why no one saw through my façade. Why no one recognizes that I’m still hurting. Then again,
W’s Story: The Last Thing a 14 Year Old Boy Expects
My name is W. At the age of fourteen, I got into a fight in my school changing rooms after school hours with a soccer player from another school. It started as three strangers picking on me, nothing out of
Sheila’s Story: Next Door Neighbor
When I was in college in the late 1970s, for a year I shared a house with 3 other girls off-campus. There was a houseful of boys next door. One night I came home about 10pm to a roaring party
Elyana’s Story: Believing My Body
This will be the first telling of the story, my story. The story my body will remember through my fingertips and the thick folds of my brain, my lips as I speak it. My body remembers. I get lost in
Libby’s Story: 33 YEARS LATER…
Still, after 33 years, I cannot get these thoughts out of my head. The first time is supposed to be special, with the one you love, or at least with the one you choose. My first time was not like
Anonymous Story: Fitting In & Guilt
Because of what happened recently, I’m filled with hurt and anger with Kavanaugh’s case. From the beginning… I was in 5th grade, at my elementary school. I got bullied a lot, I was never noticed. Girls would tell me my
Anonymous Story: A Victim at Seven
My parents divorced when I was 6. There was his drug abuse, his belligerent attitude, financial instability because of his drug use, and the way I was treated. He was rarely around because my mom wouldn’t let him use drugs
Stacy’s Story – I Don’t Feel This Story Deserves a Name
President Trump says “she doesn’t remember what year it was, she doesn’t remember where it happened” etc but I do t remember the day either. I don’t remember what day it was that I learned how to get out of
Tay’s Story: I Hope Someone Believes Me
I was a virgin when I started college. I thought that’s how it would end. I need to keep this brief and one day will go into more detail but for now I am scared. 8 years later and I
Anonymous Story: Me Too
I was 22 at the time, I went out to a party with a couple friends of mine. After a couple rounds of drinks I realized I was a little too drunk to drive home and the host of party,
Anonymous Story: Date
I agreed to go on a date with a man with whom I had a mutual friend in common. I was told he was nice and attending law school. Very self-conscious, young for my grade, reserved with a plethora of
Katie’s Story: KU Football Players Play More Than Just Football
I was gang raped by six University of Kansas football players in November 1998. When I was leaving my friend’s apartment on the sixth floor, I exited the elevator, and there was D, from Austin, TX. D was someone I