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

Anonymous Story: Me Too

Anonymous Story: Me Too

I’ve thought so many times about how to word this and where to start this story but it never sounds right or comes out the way I want it to, which has put me off doing this before But, I

Anonymous Story: Bamboo

I met him on Dec 2, 2016, when I had dinner with a group of friends. And we got to know each other and hang out on Dec 3 for lunch and board game with a group of friends. During

Bárbara’s story : tinder date

Bárbara’s story : tinder date

Hi! My name is Bárbara, I’m 22 and I’m currently getting my life back on track. I started volunteering again and I’m getting ready to go to college. When I was 20/21 (I turned 21 there) I decided to go

Cloud’s story: Was i raped

Cloud’s story: Was i raped

I was drinking wine with my great friend [S]. We were playing Monopoly and catching up on each others life. I had taken a gap year from college so it was nice to see all of my friends again. Everyone

Anonymous Story: Where Is My Childhood?

Anonymous Story: Where Is My Childhood?

I think it stopped when I was 8, but I’ll never be sure I can’t remember everything but thought I was a whore. I didn’t know that this was not how families had to be I only knew that it

Anonymous Story: When I Was Little

Anonymous Story: When I Was Little

When I was little he took advantage Now I’m 30 with all this baggage I don’t remember being a kid And it’s all because of what he did He stole my virginity god knows when How to I even start

Anonymous Story: Me Too

Anonymous Story: Me Too

I was sexually abused on multiple different occasions by fellow military members. Both took advantage of me while I was under the influence. I never got justice for the first one, though I went the legal route. I didn’t go

Ieisha’s Story: Facing My Truth

Ieisha’s Story: Facing My Truth

Hi my name is Ieisha Moore I’m a 28 year old women born and raised in Detroit MI. I’ve recently written a book entitled Facing My Truth Ieisha’s Story it talks about sexual molestation, domestic violence, and suicide. I was

Anonymous Story: Tight Jeans

Anonymous Story: Tight Jeans

The troubles commenced in December. I remember because it was my last day of school before Christmas break, and I always got excited about the parties. Okay not the party itself, but the food there. The year itself still remains

Anonymous Story: Minimal Traumas

Anonymous Story: Minimal Traumas

Minimal Traumas Imagine if you will, your a four-year-old female child in a bedroom with your 17-year-old brother. He makes you laugh plays with you rolls you up in blankets and shares his cookies with you. He takes you into

Anonymous Story: my impact statement

Anonymous Story: my impact statement

May 31st, 2017 my life changed. I will never be the person I used to be, I will always carry the pain of what happened to me with me. I will always have the memory of my husband’s brother raping

Anonymous Story: Love, abuse and a sweeter man

Anonymous Story: Love, abuse and a sweeter man

I find talking about [G] difficult now, as if I’m sharing the stories of a character in a book- an antagonist, a despot, a stranger who I knew so intimately for so long, but never really knew at all. A

Anonymous Story: Worst night of my life

Anonymous Story: Worst night of my life

I was only 15-16 and he was 18-19 (I can’t remember the exact age). We were sort of neighborhood friends, but not really. I never knew him personally. I just knew him because one of my friends had dated him

Zi’s Story: my childhood

Zi’s Story: my childhood

I tell people I trust that I was molested which in my mind, seems far from the truth. Maybe if I was only molested, I wouldn’t have as many problems as I do now. I wasn’t just molested – I

Tracey’s Story: I WAS IN GRADUATE SCHOOL

In 2015, I was a enrolled in (of all things) an online graduate program when I was sexually harassed by one of my male professors. As an online student, my photo was always visible to anyone and everyone with whom

Anonymous Story: Me Too

I remember feeling powerless & confused. I remember time feeling as if it was creeping by, even though it was a 10 minute ride. I remember freezing up, as I was confused about what he was doing. I remember wanting

SAVANNAH’S STORY: LAST TIME I WAS IN THE CAR WITH A MAN

It was my uncle. I was 16 years old, a baby, so naïve I just got my license . I was giddy to drive my uncle to the auto shop to pick up his car, his windows were being tinted.

Kiara’s Story: Used and Confused

I was 17 years old, it was August 2016. It was the summer going into my senior year. It had been crazy summer but a great one none the less. I was staying with my best-friend (let’s call her G)

Anonymous Story: Probably Triggering, DEFINITELY Cathartic

Hi Everyone, Anyone or No one… I just have this inane feeling of wanting to express what I have lived in words for anyone to read or take advice or criticise. I don’t even know what I want other than

Larissa’s Story: Me Too

I was four years old when I met ‘Mr. Helmethead’. I enjoyed playing with him, it was fun; he was a mini construction worker. He was my stepfather’s penis. He would make me jack his penis for him. My mother

Madelyn’s Story: This Wasn’t What I Asked For

I have carried the weight of my childhood traumas for twenty years too long. I have grown numb to the trauma from my adulthood and allowed it to make it’s home every nook and cranny that it could. There are

Anonymous Story: Our Little Secret

It started when I was four. It was my great-grandfather. We went to their house almost every holiday and birthday, and every time he preyed on me sexually. He asked me to sit on his lap. Said he was, “An

Cassie’s Story: I Am All of These Things Always

LINGERING What breaks me is the fact that I know. I know everything that happened. Every last detail. I replay every detail every day in every moment. Everything reminds me of what happened, everything reminds me of him. What kills

Sophie’s Story: WHO I AM

This is a story of not only sexual abuse, but emotional and verbal abuse as well. He was my first boyfriend. I was a freshman, and a junior wanted to date me. I felt so lucky that an older guy

Anonymous Story: Black Hole

This is hard. Part of me is desperately trying to explain what happened to anyone who would listen, but another part of me, one that has been in control for much longer, refuses to relinquish control and trust any one

Anonymous Story: Me Too

I was 14 A complete stranger molested me he touched me with his filthy hands my innocent body which had never been touched by a man before. After that I developed bulimia and I was always anxious I was afraid

Asia’s Story: I Was Only 8….

My name is Asia and this is my story. I was 8 years old when it started. I had stayed with my grandmother and grandfather at the time and Her baby brother which is my great uncle Andy is what

Hannah’s Story: My Grandmother Refuses to Cut Ties With the Family Member Who Sexually Assaulted Me

When I was 13 years old, my 15 year old cousin molested me over the course of several days during summer break. Out of fear of not being taken seriously or splitting up my family, I decided not tell anyone

Blue’s Story

The first time it happened I was 5 and she was 10,before I started school. I was eager to learn new things,so when my sister said she would teach me something new I jumped at the idea and closed our

Anonymous Story: I Can’t Swim Again

When I was about 9 years old, I was always at my grandmas house. She lived with my aunt, uncle, and my 3 cousins. The latest of the 3 was named Austin. He was my favorite because we always hung

Anonymous Story: I Still Think About It Everyday

1.) I was drunk, he was not. I was a virgin and he was not. I said no and he said yes. 2.)The next morning I took two showers and cried. 3.) I made rules to stop thinking about it:

Bug’s Story: I Wanted to Ask Him How He Was

I shoved him off of my bed and was met with condescension. “Are you trying to show me that you’re strong?” I kept moving his hand away, and was met with a reply, The beginning of cognitive dissonance, “I won’t

Anonymous Story: He Doesn’t Love Me

My first sexual encounter was at the age of three. He penetrated me with his finger and pressed his cheek against mine. It happened multiple times but I didn’t say anything until it started to hurt. When I finally did

Bethany’s Story: He Loves Me, So It Can’t Be Rape

I really do apologize, because my story is going to come off as an interpersonal violence story. I don’t feel like my story belongs on either platform, but I am most comfortable sharing here. When I was 17 I started

Grace’s Story: Stranger at a Hotel

i’ve been recently reading the rape stories of many strong women and men and have been inspired to share mine. no one knows about this besides me, not my closest friends or even my parents. this happened in january last

Anonymous Story: Her Arms

Poem: Just pick her up and hold her In both of your arms Nobody holds her Left with a stuffed bear in her arms Bruises trace her pale skin and frail bones The sun comes and it goes Nobody holds

Ingrid’s Story: I Still Haven’t Processed It

I am 15 at the time of writing this. I knew a guy named D since kindergarten and we used to be best friends when we were younger. He always made fun of me and hit me so we eventually

My Story: He Thought Because We Were Dating That What He Did Was Okay

He was my first boyfriend, my first kiss, someone I believed I could trust. I was only 15. He was 16, it was summertime and we were at his house, kissing I was wearing loose shorts since I was told