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
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
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.
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
Rose Dube’s Story: A VOICE, NOT AN ECHO
Hello, my name is Rose Dube, 23-year-old aspiring Entrepreneur, 2020 Medical Microbiology Masters Candidate at the University of Pretoria, Allan Gray Orbis Foundation Candidate Fellow, writer, sexual abuse survivor, drug addict survivor, mental health advocate. Sexual abuse in our beautiful
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
Anonymous Story: he doesn’t even know what he did
Valentine’s Day, because of him this date will always be stuck in my head. The underwear I wore, the teddy bear he gave me, the pants, my top, my bra, everything, I wore that day, I will remember because of
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,
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.
Mickey’s Story: undocumented
It was something that I wouldn’t have ever thought would have happened that day. It was a fun day right? A group of 6 friends hanging out smoking weed joking, smoking. I can remember [D] suggesting we go on a
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
Anonymous Poem: Innocence
INNOCENCE IN BRIGHT LIGHTS YOU STOLE OUR INNOCENCE NOW WE CAN’T SLEEP WITHOUT A LIGHT TRYING TO SEE THAT JUST MAYBE WE COULD GET THAT BACK REPLAYS A ZILLION TIMES OVER HOW WE COULD HAVE CHANGED THOSE EVENTS REWIND AND
Ciara’s Story: to the man i will never meet
Dear Stranger, I hope you remember me. I was 17, a virgin. You were in your thirties if I were to guess. You knew what you were doing. You were older, more experienced, and you had an agenda. You invited
Denise Barnes’s Song: Who WAS THIS MAN
By: Denise Barnes, Cape Town South Africa (Lyrics have been recorded by Tina Schouw). Who Was This Man… Who was this man that played a game that made my tummy turn? That made me wet my bed? Who was this
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: 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
[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: The History of the girl
Once upon a time she was a little baby 4 year old girl, we were with my Mother visit to my grandmother, to my Mother’s Mother. I was in my grandmother’s yard and he came my cousin [N] of [G]
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: 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
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
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
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
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
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
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: 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
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
Nina’s Story: My reality!!
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
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
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
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
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
Kennishewa’s Story: Daddy’s Little Girl
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
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
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
Anonymous Story: Somebody That I Used to Know
Hey everyone, first of all I’m sorry for my terrible English but I can’t keep secrets anymore. I think anyone here understands how hard it is to keep a dark secret especially when it’s involved families. When I was a
Fathullah’s Story
Hello, my name is Fathullah. I was a victim of incest for several years from around the age of 10. I was continuously molested by one of my female relatives, one who was a victim herself. I believe that the
Anonymous Story: From 12 Years Old to 19; My Story
I finally feel after eight months I can share my story and hopefully I can help other survivors in a similar situation as mine. I was a country girl, raised in the woods and almost always on horseback. I wanted
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