Anonymous Story: He Took What He Thought Was His

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

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

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: Roller Coaster Project

Anonymous Story: Roller Coaster Project

It was a Thursday night, in early March of our junior year. I had spent the last couple of evenings at your house because you had been helping me build a roller coaster for my physics project. When I got

Anonymous Story: Little Pieces

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.

A’s Story: New Years Eve

A’s Story: New Years Eve

Almost two years ago now, I was raped on new years eve. One of my best friends from high school was having a house party and I was home from my first year in college. All of my close high-school

P’s Story: Surviving Through It For Years

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

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

Angela’s STORY: I Am Not My Past

Angela’s STORY: I Am Not My Past

I often felt my story wasn’t worth sharing; others have had it so much worse than I. However, I have come to learn this is a common train of thought among survivors and those battling depression and anxiety like myself.

Danny’s Story: A Fourth Day I Wish I Could Forget (reprise)

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

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: Me Too

Anonymous Story: Me Too

I remember it being a normal day in 2008, I was nearly 8 years old and had recently been moved into foster care, which was already a traumatic event and I felt unloved and unwanted. I was encouraged by my

Anonymous Story: It Happened

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: I Didn’t Know It Was Rape

6 years ago I was 16. Living in a small town on the coast of the UK. I was a pretty naive kid, innocent. Never had the attention of a boy. That’s when he came into the picture, a guy

Jess’ Story: Delayed Reaction and Unraveling

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,

Sheila’s Story: Next Door Neighbor

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

Sheila’s Story: Dinner DATE

Sheila’s Story: Dinner DATE

After I got divorced in 1990 I drank real heavily, and hung out in bars, looking for love in all the wrong places. One guy who I had chatted with a few times, invited me over for “dinner”. He was

Imogen’s Story: I Bet He Still Doesn’t Realize What He Did

Imogen’s Story: I Bet He Still Doesn’t Realize What He Did

We were in love. You were my second boyfriend and I was around 18 or 19 when it happened. When we got together I felt so lucky to have you, a kind boy, with a sense of naïveity about you.

Libby’s Story: 33 YEARS LATER…

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

Tay’s Story: I Hope Someone Believes Me

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

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: Run of the Mill Sexual Assault..Oh, and a Rape

Anonymous Story: Run of the Mill Sexual Assault..Oh, and a Rape

If you had asked me a year ago if I had been sexually assaulted or raped, I probably would’ve said no. Mine isn’t a case of extreme guilt or shame. It’s one of simply not having the language to think

Anonymous Story: Date

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

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

Anonymous Story: Someday I’ll Get My Voice Back

Anonymous Story: Someday I’ll Get My Voice Back

Thank you for this invitation to share my story. I have been so ripped apart by the Kavanaugh “inquiry” and so grateful for Christine Blasey Ford’s bravery to bear the virulent assaults she predicted in sharing her story of his

Tracy’s Story:  Why We Don’t Tell

Tracy’s Story: Why We Don’t Tell

ME TOO The first time I was raped I was 13. Obviously too young to even have any idea what was happening, or why. I’ve put this behind me now, moved on. It doesn’t define me, not anymore. It certainly

My Story:  It Wasn’t Illegal Then

My Story: It Wasn’t Illegal Then

Why didn’t I report it? “Will I lose my job if I say no?” I asked. “I can’t help you,” replied the Vice President of Human Resources. It was sometime in the early 1980’s – I’m guessing about 1982 or

Shannon’s Story: He Thought I Loved Him

Shannon’s Story: He Thought I Loved Him

I met him in college. I always liked to try to be a friend for everyone, especially to people who may not have a lot of friends because I believe everyone needs someone. This was the case with him. He

Amy’s Story:  Why I Think Closed Adoption Should Be Illegal

Amy’s Story: Why I Think Closed Adoption Should Be Illegal

I was put up for adoption at birth and was adopted at the age of six months by a church-going couple who had adopted a boy three years earlier. Apparently the state thought things were safe in this household, but

Anonymous Story: F.B. Younger Days ZZtop

Anonymous Story: F.B. Younger Days ZZtop

I was a teenage rocker in Houston. I was 16 in 1977. There was a party house on the corner of Farnham St. and Hwy 59. The old house is gone now and replaced by a building. It was also

Anonymous Story: Me Too

Anonymous Story: Me Too

“Perfect hindsight” is the best discription I can offer at 65 yo about past sexual abuse, assault & mental oppression suffered at the whim of men who apparently target girls, women that carry a lifelong supressed psycological humiliation even if

Vanessa’s Story: Just Another Notch In His Belt

Vanessa’s Story: Just Another Notch In His Belt

7 years ago I was 19 and falling for a marine. We had been talking for a couple of weeks and trying to get to know each other or I thought I was. He seemed like a great guy, had

Anonymous Story: I Remember. I Am Not Mixed-Up

Anonymous Story: I Remember. I Am Not Mixed-Up

hi. My name is Joy. Not my birth name. But the name I give myself. It’s how I reclaim me from the degradation and shame of assault and abuse. It started when I was a little girl about 7. He

AUreu’s Story: I Said No and It Still Happened

AUreu’s Story: I Said No and It Still Happened

I was out with my friend, we went to a University corridor party. I didn’t know anyone there and the next day I had to work, we didn’t want to drink much, only three beers we said. I don’t know

Brittany’s Story: Front Page of the Newspaper Allowed Him to Take Every thing

Brittany’s Story: Front Page of the Newspaper Allowed Him to Take Every thing

It was February 4th, 2007, Superbowl Sunday. I was working at Papa Murphy’s, a job that I had only had a month. We were so slammed that my boss asked me to work two hours of overtime. I called up

Anonymous Story: Me Too

Anonymous Story: Me Too

What happened! {I changed all the names.} Friday night, no plans, quite night. I get a text from my friend, Hannah. “Come out to the bar tonight!” I get super excited. I reply yes in a matter of seconds. Next

Anonymous Story: I Thought I Knew You

Anonymous Story: I Thought I Knew You

When I told you I liked you, you asked my to be your girlfriend. I happily accepted. I trusted you, I knew you. We were friends since nursery all year way up to this point where you are 14, I’m

Anonymous Story: K.S

Anonymous Story: K.S

This is my first step into accepting I was raped. I’ve waited 3 years to say that and I feel like now is my time to share. I am a male and I was raped by a female. Many people

Anonymous Story: My “Not-RAPE”

Anonymous Story: My “Not-RAPE”

I don’t know where to begin…Have you ever remembered something from years ago, but your memories are fractured, like a movie with deleted scenes? That’s how it is for me. Serving in the military was always a dream for me,

Jasmine’s Story: I Thought Other Families Were The Weird Ones…

Jasmine’s Story: I Thought Other Families Were The Weird Ones…

Fair warning this story lasts 19yrs before the surviving portion starts. I know some people say you don’t remember lots of your younger years well I’m 25 now and I can remember being 3 years old. my mother was married