Rebecca’s Story: what doesn’t kill us makes us stronger

Rebecca’s Story: what doesn’t kill us makes us stronger

I was born into a Christian family with 8 kids. 6 years old- my brother who is 6 years older than me, made me his whore 10 years old- he went to college to study the Bible 12 years old-

Anonymous Poem: I See Him in the News from Time to Time

Anonymous Poem: I See Him in the News from Time to Time

Honestly I am afraid to even tell this, afraid he has access somehow to this and will know that I am telling. What to do? I see him in the news from time to time. He is a high profile

Brittney’s Story: forgiving the unforgivable

Brittney’s Story: forgiving the unforgivable

I’ll never forgive you. I always felt like an outcast. A young girl with social anxiety, afraid to speak. Any time I tried to break the cycle, I was quickly shut down, so it became natural to just not speak.

Anonymous Story: “Danny” my friend

Anonymous Story: “Danny” my friend

Okay hello, i’m here to talk about my story. I haven’t told many people. I feel really alone and worthless. I’ve been keeping this story to myself for a year. I don’t feel like i matter. or my story. but

Beck’s Story: He reminds that night as well as I do

Beck’s Story: He reminds that night as well as I do

I was 16 ,two months before 17, and I knew him since I was 13 It was night . I really loved him. I was watching him walking with all my love in my eyes. Here we are , time

Anonymous Story: I am an African American female Veteran

Anonymous Story: I am an African American female Veteran

I am an African American female Veteran, I have done 2 tours in Iraq. My entire life has been filled with abuse. At age 4 I was molested by my mother’s boyfriend, my mother was mentally disabled. At age 6

Jenny’s Story: Just

Jenny’s Story: Just

One step-father: Age ?? – Age 13, Wisconsin & Missouri 1. Creep into my room. 2. Pull back my covers up to my stomach. 3. He only watched, and never touched. 4. For how long though? 5. It gets cold,

T. L.’s Story: the making of a slut

T. L.’s Story: the making of a slut

It was my junior year of high school. In a small town, in the middle of “The Bible Belt.” There’s so much snow outside. My best friend, [V], and I pick up our friend [Z] and drive to our friend,

Anonymous Story: Disney World’s predator

Anonymous Story: Disney World’s predator

I have been following and my wife has been involved with a man who preys on women. Luring them to Disney under the notion that he is in an open or broken relationship. He then proceeds to use the women

M’s Story: i trusted you

M’s Story: i trusted you

Growing up, I had the perfect life, the perfect family. We had family holidays together, with my grandmother, my aunts and uncles, and all my cousins. Before each holiday, my cousins and I would stay the night at my grandmothers.

Anonymous Story: Those 3 hours…

Anonymous Story: Those 3 hours…

I was raped just over 4 years ago. It took me 2 years to accept that I was raped. Although the statistics are bleak, I regret not reporting it at the time. But it wasn’t the right time. I was

Anonymous Story: Dear Stepfather

Anonymous Story: Dear Stepfather

Dear Stepfather, Every day I think about what you did to me. Every day it haunts me. Every day is a struggle to get through, knowing my mother defends you. Knowing you don’t belong here and yet she defends you

Hannah’s Story: He Left Scars

Hannah’s Story: He Left Scars

When I was 16 I snuck into a trendy city bar with my other underaged friends and some college students. We drank a whole lot and I met a man in his late 50’s. He was put together and decent

Katie’s Story: Drugged

Katie’s Story: Drugged

20y/o female. About 6 months ago, I was raped. I was at a little get together with some friends and a couple friends of friends. I knew one of the “friends of friends”, named Z for anonymity. Z was always

Anonymous Story: The unheard CRIEs that were ignored

Anonymous Story: The unheard CRIEs that were ignored

There are 4 different incidents I encountered with this person. 1st- employee entered my office and forced himself upon me as much as grabbing me in  inappropriate places all over and trying to kiss me. 2nd-he chased me down when

Anonymous Story: a letter to my assailantabuserex(?)

Anonymous Story: a letter to my assailantabuserex(?)

sometimes i wonder – did you think about me, my future when you did what you did? or were you really that shortsighted and selfish? did you really not care? i’ve long since tried to find reason when there was

Anonymous Story: he was the VP of a frat

Anonymous Story: he was the VP of a frat

I was a freshman in college, it was spring quarter – a time when class loads are lighter, everyone is excited for the sun to finally come out after a long, strenuous, difficult winter quarter. The booze was also flowing.

Anonymous Story: My brother molested me

Anonymous Story: My brother molested me

My brother molested me when i was six. I always thought it was a dream in the back of my head but it wasn’t. That same brother just got out of jail for watching child pornography. So I was afraid

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

Jane’s Poetry: When the Mouth Can’t Speak the Body Will

Jane’s Poetry: When the Mouth Can’t Speak the Body Will

BEFORE THE BURNING OF FALL LEAVES Two years after Father’s release from Mauthausen [A] and I are born in the USA, the first and last of a generation. Thirty minutes after [A]’s debut doctors drag me into the klieg lights.

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

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,

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: 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

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

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

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: 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