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.

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

Nameless Story: “It’s not your fault.”

Nameless Story: “It’s not your fault.”

For the first 11 years of my life, I was raised and groomed as a sex toy, mostly for my male family members. However, my mother would also often trade me to other men for various things: drugs, money… love

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

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

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: 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

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

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.

Mike’s Story: Both Sides

Mike’s Story: Both Sides

My Story. I think it’s relevant because it speaks to both sides of the fence, abuser and abused – me. And my search for resolution. Towards that end, I have donated to the local non=violence group in my community. I

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: Trying to Heal & Expose a Rapist

Anonymous Story: Trying to Heal & Expose a Rapist

over 30 years ago… a typical high school party – drinking… yes I was. we all were. 8th graders crashing their older brothers’ party found me passed out on a couch I had just turned 17 my memories include: –

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,

Brianna’s Story: It Was An Accident

Brianna’s Story: It Was An Accident

“I’m in charge! I’m in charge! Do you hear me?” Those words were screamed at me while I was being held down. 6’5” on top of 5’2”. 210 pounds on top of 140. Anger screaming at fear. I was scared

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

Sarah’s Story: MEN Like Brett Kavanaugh Make It Hard to Forget my Rape

Sarah’s Story: MEN Like Brett Kavanaugh Make It Hard to Forget my Rape

This will come as no surprise to many, but I found myself thinking about my rape more and more during the Kavanaugh hearings. The rich student party boys taking advantage of girls at parties, forcing themselves upon at least one

Anonymous Story: I Was a Little Girl

Anonymous Story: I Was a Little Girl

This story is about ten years old. In fact I don’t actually remember which year it happened. But what I’m sure of, is that I was around 9 years old. Now I’m 18 and I feel like I need to

Em’S Story: I Needed to Write This

Em’S Story: I Needed to Write This

Hi, I’ve been debating on writing this for a while. I have gotten drunk and sobbed over it even 6 years later. I have had epiphany and epiphany of how truly, truly horrible it was an how BLIND I was

Afis’ Story : I Was Raped

Afis’ Story : I Was Raped

The only way I ever got the strength to forgive my rapists was understanding I was suffocating from anger. I had carried the burden of being sexually abused for as long as the day I read about rape at school

Anonymous Story: The Elephant in the Room

Anonymous Story: The Elephant in the Room

I ack from work. so I was around five I guess. But I don’t clearly remember my age. I might have been younger. I was blond, with light curls. I was kind of cute but shy. To shy to talk

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

Hailey’s Story: His “sorry” isn’t enough

Hailey’s Story: His “sorry” isn’t enough

Hi my name is Hailey and I was raped. This letter goes out to my rapist. I trusted, loved and unconditionally cared for you, and the night you first laid your hands on me I didn’t know where my feelings

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

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