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
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
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
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
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.
I was new to my job 28 years ago, I was always coming to work with a smile on my face. I was new at the V A Hospital working as a Purchase Agent. After the first couple of days
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
Hello my name is Nina, I decided to come out with my story because I know there are kids out there that are just like me… The sexual abuse started when I was 8 years old. I am now a
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
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
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
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
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
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,
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,
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: –
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
“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
Hello my name is Linda , I have always considered myself to be strong and worthy of respect. But that all changed on November 24, 2018. I had returned home after working out of town. As a nurse of 25
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
Hello, I would like to tell my story….on a national level. This is my very first time ever sharing this publicly online and I think I am going to create a face book page for my story or something. I
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
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
This is my 3rd time trying to write this. It was may 7th, 2019. Around 9:30 I started texting him let’s call him BT he was with a friend AG. I had been grounded for 3 months and I wanted
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
Confidence, Strength, and Courage By Anthony Rivers 2/20/2019 One thing I have learned to do well is to present my life in a way that shows confidence, strength, and courage. I wake up every day and go to work like
This may be hard to hear and feels like i am stating a streotype comment But for all those surviors of sexual abuse I just want to let you know your not alone I know everyday is a sturggle to
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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