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: The History of the girl

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.”

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!

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

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

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

Anonymous Story: Even the Earth Heals Itself

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

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

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!!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Jane’s Story: The Older Guy and The Black Out

Jane’s Story: The Older Guy and The Black Out

It’s taken me five years to gain a true perspective over what happened to me, but even now I cannot be certain. It always seemed like my fault. I got myself into a scary situation and wasn’t sensible enough to

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

Reena’s Story

Reena’s Story

TRIGGER WARNING This contains information about sexual assault and/or violence which may be triggering to survivors as well as suicide and self-harm. As a female, a teenager and as a person, sexual assault was discussed so I kinda knew a

R’s Story

R’s Story

It was 14 years ago. I was 18. It was three weeks before college. My parents went out of town. I invited a few friends over. One of them was “J,” a 21 year old coworker and longtime friend. I

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

Anonymous Story: My Secret to tell

Anonymous Story: My Secret to tell

I’ve written this in my head about a million times, but honestly after seeing people criticized for coming out later in life or “why didn’t they say something at that time” and the story that Terry Crews told and the

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: 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

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

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