Amber’s Story: Secrets Are Armour and They Eat You at the Same Time

Amber’s Story: Secrets Are Armour and They Eat You at the Same Time

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.

Anonymous Story: Me Too

Anonymous Story: Me Too

Highschool was an interesting time for me. I was 14 when I was a freshman, a naive little girl who knew nothing of the world. I remember sitting in health class listening to a guest speaker talk to us about

Lindsey’s Story: Trying to Forget

Lindsey’s Story: Trying to Forget

She locked herself in the bathroom and stared into the mirror. She was looking at herself, but the world didn’t seem as familiar as before. In her eyes, she saw a different person—she saw someone else. Face distorted, body morphed,

Anonymous Story: A Father’s Story

Anonymous Story: A Father’s Story

I am probably the least likely individual to access this platform. However there is presently a rage growing inside of me that at some point may not be able to be contained . I am a 58 year old father

Jackson’s Story: Too Young to Know Better

Jackson’s Story: Too Young to Know Better

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

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

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: Tears and Shame

Anonymous Story: Tears and Shame

Dear Victims, supporters I’m Arabic male 27 Yrs Old (at that time), and I’m .. Depressed, my story started when I was 3 I got raped by my neighbor ..like regularly and when I was 7 we moved out, and

Anonymous Story: How I Was Rescued

Anonymous Story: How I Was Rescued

When i was little my cousin’s older brother had sexually assaulty me at her birthday party and her younger brother who just stood there encouraging him and laughing while i was living with my sister and her daughter who is

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

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: I’m a little girl in Pakistan

Anonymous Story: I’m a little girl in Pakistan

I’m a little girl in Pakistan. My story begins when I was just 6 or 7 years old.My abuser never penetrated me but he did enough to change my life forever. I was 6 or 7. He used to take

Tina’s Story

Tina’s Story

I was 22 and went out with my friends for dinner and we left around Half 10pm I was dragged and he used chloroform to knock me out and I was raped. I was found in an ally way in

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

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.

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

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

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: The Life I Live

How can I love someone so much that I allow them to hit me?? How can I even convince myself that they love me? Why do I believe the good times?? Why do I believe that it’s not going to

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

Anonymous Story: For Once the White Male is Suppressed

I was five years old when it happened, and my cousin (which was 8 at the time) raped me. Nobody believes children can rape other children, especially when your a boy. I was told things like ” oh she was

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

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

Anonymous Story: What Happened to Me?

So… I was in a relationship right out of high school with a woman (We’ll call her Kate and by the way, I’m a woman, as well). She cheated on me and things ended badly with me immediately picking up

Anonymous Story: Southern Baptist Church

I guess I am writing this because of all of the torment I’ve been through and no one has helped me or even cared. My parents were suppose to protect me but they didn’t. The church was suppose to help

Anonymous Story: I Was 12 and a Very Normal Little Girl

I keep coming here telling myself I will say something but each time I start writing I end up stopping midway and just forgetting about it. I will NOT do that this time! ​ Summer of 2010, I was a

Anonymous Story: A Quick Rundown of My Life: A Messy Essay

Anonymous Story: A Quick Rundown of My Life: A Messy Essay

Warning:- long. I guess I’m just inanely babbling into the void here, which does help, just getting all your thoughts out. This is a very watered down essay of my stupidly complex life. I feel as though I should make

Anonymous Story: My Story

Anonymous Story: My Story

I never got attention from any man in my life before. My dad left me and my mom when I was born, and it was always me and my mom. I met my stepmother when I was little and she

Anonymous Story: Me Too

Anonymous Story: Me Too

It was maybe a month after my birthday and I started talking to a guy online. He was 19 and asked if I wanted to hang out..me being a naïve little 15 year old, agreed. In the middle of the

Anonymous Story: My Brother Raped Me

Anonymous Story: My Brother Raped Me

I am not sure how old I was exactly perhaps 10, 11, or 12. My brother is 3 years older than me. We had discovered about getting high using inhalants. I remember i huffed gas then he did. I am

Kimberly’s Story: When It Never Heals

Kimberly’s Story: When It Never Heals

On the night of June 12, 1986 I was supposed to be having a good time enjoying a concert with my brother. While purchased our tickets I always knew how to get back stage. Prior to this concert I met

Anonymous Story: Afterthoughts

Anonymous Story: Afterthoughts

I am not sure what it is that holds me back from writing. For so long, writing has come easily to me. Maybe it wasn’t always fluid or grammatically correct, but it was simple and not forced. Lately, it has

Anonymous Story: Don’t Know If It’s a Big Deal Or Not

Anonymous Story: Don’t Know If It’s a Big Deal Or Not

I was not raped. I dont know what it is. Disrespected mainly. But it still hurts a lot as if I did get raped. My stepdad started little by little. He would lightly put his hand on my butt around

Anonymous Story: Too Young To Know

Anonymous Story: Too Young To Know

My story starts when I was about 9-10 years old, I know for sure I was in fourth grade; My sister and I was being babysat by a local neighborhood mom that was a church woman and foster mom and