Anonymous Story: I knew him and had to see him every day in high school

Anonymous Story: I knew him and had to see him every day in high school

I didn't tell anyone because he was from a well known violent gang of which whom I went to school with all the members including him every day. I was afraid he'd kill me and/or terrorize my family. I have not been right with men since that day.

A Lesbian’s Story: i let it happen

A Lesbian’s Story: i let it happen

We met on a lesbian dating app. Its rare to find a conversation that can cary on with ease on these things. Only a week in, she invites me over after work for a bottle of wine, an impulse decision

Anonymous Story: I Was Roofied

Anonymous Story: I Was Roofied

I tried collecting myself to text a friend to let them know where I was and what had happened, but I couldn't focus or coordinate myself. I have no idea how long I was in the washroom for. It couldn't have been for long, but what I can remember about that part of the night is that two people escorted me out the club through the back door away from my friends.

Anonymous Story: 2nd Floor Bathroom

Anonymous Story: 2nd Floor Bathroom

How the fuck did I get in this situation? I was working really hard not to get this fucked. I worked so hard to not be a whore. Does this act make me a whore? A slut? I am a whore. I am a slut. Why the fuck did I even talk to this guy. Why the fuck did I get myself into this situation. This situation sucks. Not knowing anything sucks. I hate this. I will never know what really happened.

Anonymous Story: Confrontations of a retired teenager -Things to read and learn from

Anonymous Story: Confrontations of a retired teenager -Things to read and learn from

A few days ago I was watching this video where Cara Delevingne spoke about depression and she read out this beautiful poem she wrote and it really resonated with me. I have been reading a lot of articles on anxiety,

Sam’s Story: Why I Blamed Myself for so Long

Sam’s Story: Why I Blamed Myself for so Long

I told him no, I wasn’t stupid and I knew where that would lead, but I guess I was stupid because I let him see it and he restrained my other hand as well.

K’s Story: He Told Me Nothing Happened

K’s Story: He Told Me Nothing Happened

I think I've been raped. I go back in my room and laugh about my sexual escapades with my roommates, not telling them what I really think happened.

Anonymous Story: I Was A Virgin

Anonymous Story: I Was A Virgin

I woke up in the morning sore and covered in scrapes. My friends were all discussing the night before and my best friend said she couldn’t find me for like an hour and then she saw me coming out of the forest wearing pants that were way too big on me. She said I couldn’t even speak properly and I had stripes of blood on my cheeks. She immediately took me to take a morning after pill.

Anonymous Story: Rest in peace, Friendship.

Anonymous Story: Rest in peace, Friendship.

I had no dignity anymore, i felt lost. I felt dirty, a nobody, like fog in my mind, filled with regret.

Anonymous Story: I was assaulted

Anonymous Story: I was assaulted

He clearly demanded for some attention and when he didn’t get it, he started to touch me. Touch me everywhere, touch me inappropriately. It was disgusting. My friend and I tried to stop him, I tried to push him away but he wouldn’t stop. He thought it was just a joke. He thought that if he was physically stronger than us, he could do anything he wants.

J.D.R.’s Story: I have been murdered by my rapist, his family, and the justice system.

J.D.R.’s Story: I have been murdered by my rapist, his family, and the justice system.

I finally got the courage to report him, but it was pointless, they only believed his lies, and his father has many connections, so they put me in jail not him. They did not want to hear my side of things only his and his family's side. I went back the PD to ask about the investigation…they did not have a file or one piece of paper about him or the investigation.

Maddy’s Story: Please don’t make me go to school

Maddy’s Story: Please don’t make me go to school

Then he was done.He told me I couldn’t tell anybody about this and I said I wouldn’t.I wasn’t very smiley anymore.I tried to fit in as much as I could and act normal.But let me tell you it was hard and it is hard to keep things like that a secret.

Anonymous Story: Blurred Lines

Anonymous Story: Blurred Lines

I said no, I meant no, and I gave all the non-verbal cues. I was uncomfortable, stiff, unmoving, and not kissing him back. And suddenly he was inside me. I pushed him out with my legs and again said I was really sore. He told me that was hot and shoved his penis inside me. I gave up. I tensed up and endured the pain and tried to lay back and wait until it was over.

Anonymous Story: I didn’t even know it was rape — until now

Anonymous Story: I didn’t even know it was rape — until now

She told me I looked sexy and said she never thought abs on young boy would turn her on like I did. She reached down and fondled my penis. She then took my hand and led me to her bedroom.

Anonymous Story: Story from the girl next door

Anonymous Story: Story from the girl next door

I told him I didn't want to and didn't feel comfortable and he forced me down and held my head so that I couldn't get up. He told me he has needs and it was my job as a girlfriend to fulfill them. He told me he loved me and was going to marry me and I was so blind and naive that I believed him.

Bailey’s Story: My “Me, Too” Story

Bailey’s Story: My “Me, Too” Story

As I look back, with hindsight always being 20/20, I should have screamed, yelled, hit, kicked….done something other than been silent. There were other individuals in the house where this happened and yet, I was quiet…not wanting to make a scene. I should have told someone…anyone. But, I was silent. I lived with this silent pain for so many, many years. I had nightmares…I was afraid to see “Q” out and about…I was afraid that he would hurt me again.

Anonymous Story: I will never forget the pain

Anonymous Story: I will never forget the pain

He started backing me up against the wall.I new what he was doing.He was not just playing a game.He started tugging at my shirt.I kept shouting no and kept pushing him away.Then he threw me the ground and started undressing me.I kept telling him no and kept smacking him.

Anonymous Story: Confessions of a rape victim

Anonymous Story: Confessions of a rape victim

My whole act flew out of the window and I was struggling to cope, until I decided to start a blog, sharing my story and all its details with the world. This way I've been able to speak out about myself, without those judging eyes, without the questions. And it's made me feel better. Finally I'm starting to feel like I can be a person again.

Eve’s Story: a ruined childhood

Eve’s Story: a ruined childhood

These three experiences are probably nothing compared to what someone else has been through, but for me they mean a lot. They’ve made me who I am, and I hate it. I’ve hates wearing dresses since that day, I refuse to. I had my first kiss stolen from me. All these experiences have each left their mark on me. I hate being in large crowds, I get panic attacks. Every attack on a human, Big or small, it leaves its mark.

Anonymous Story: Finally opening up about my past sexual abuse

Anonymous Story: Finally opening up about my past sexual abuse

A few days later he told me he will leave pics around the neighberhood for other kids to see. I begged him not to and was scared at the thought of others seeing me doing that. I said I’ll do anything to not show those pics, he replied hmmm let me think! He said if I did the same thing everyday before work for him he could refrain from showing them.

Mya’s Story: My 8th grade year (4 years ago)

Mya’s Story: My 8th grade year (4 years ago)

He says "I'll give it back it you kiss me". I said "Eww no just give it back". He says "If you kiss me". After that I go and try to grab the bracelet, but he is holding it up where I can't reach it.

Macy’s story: I cried.

Macy’s story: I cried.

I lived happy with my new family for a year until my moms boyfriends brother [E] began to greet me with kisses in the mouth . At first I thought it was an accident but I knew it was wrong.

Anonymous Story: She said, “Last night was a mistake”

Anonymous Story: She said, “Last night was a mistake”

Clothes were taken off and kisses were exchanged as we moved to her bed. Once naked, I realized it was too much for me and told her I wanted to stop and sleep. She initially agreed but soon resumed her touching and groping.

PB’s story: harassment as a youth

PB’s story: harassment as a youth

In sixth grade, I was walking to my desk, right in front of a teacher, and a guy slapped my ass and called me his bitch. The teacher looked away and pretended she never saw. I asked her why she didn't do anything, and she said "boys will be boys".

Anonymous Story: Guilt and Silence

Anonymous Story: Guilt and Silence

I have always felt guilty for not telling a teacher earlier and I have felt responsible for the girls beside me being exposed to this. One of the girls attempted suicide a year after and I keep telling myself I am the reason.

Anonymous Story: Abusive Athlete

Anonymous Story: Abusive Athlete

slipped and fell to the ground. He raped me. The next morning I asked and he teased me. He tormented for years with name calling and abusive behavior.

Anonymous Story: We will be shamed

Anonymous Story: We will be shamed

hate boys mens all together. I stay as far as aways as i can from people. But through all of that I'm still standing here and telling my story. I'm just gonna try to move on with life.
Thank you for reading my story.

Anonymous Story: Boyfriends

Anonymous Story: Boyfriends

I've been raped many times, so many times i cannot even count. I've had sex with 40 guys and they have been everything from sweet and charming to downright horrendous.

Anonymous Story: Lifetime of inappropriate behavior

Anonymous Story: Lifetime of inappropriate behavior

I think I was presented to our fellow passengers as an available
child-mistress. In other words, pimped out. However, said passengers were hip to this, and refused her.
Again, I was humiliated, I didn't undestand at first, but figured it out and felt like a cheap ersatz Lolita.

Anonymous Story: Predatory HIV Sexual Assault … It happened to me

Anonymous Story: Predatory HIV Sexual Assault … It happened to me

Anytime I share this story I never fail to realize the extent of evil a single human can inflict upon society. At the same time, I reflect on the strength and integrity of a friend of mine.

Princy Prince’s Story: i was raped (three times) in doha qatar

Princy Prince’s Story: i was raped (three times) in doha qatar

The doctor came and checked me she did not find any bruises so they thought i was lying … In that depression, in that fear, in that lost hope i cried and said i wanted to die was my biggest mistake….. They admitted me in a psychiatric ward… None of the doctors believed me, none of the police believe me, not even my family did.

Anonymous Story: I Was Raped Multiple Times

Anonymous Story: I Was Raped Multiple Times

I felt I had no choice but to let him, because I felt if I said no, I wouldn't have been living. He always threatened that he'd tell others if I didn't obey.

Anonymous Story: Shipmates.

Anonymous Story: Shipmates.

I went to the bathroom and threw up from nervousness. I cried and hyperventilated until I threw up again. I washed my face and put on my clothes. They reeked of cigarettes and alcohol. I check my phone and of course, it's dead. I leave the hotel, get on the next bus home, and cry some more to myself.

Anonymous Story: the night of the birthday

Anonymous Story: the night of the birthday

I felt really bad about it and I blamed myself for it, I mean I did nothing about it.. ever since I don’t trust guys anymore. I don’t feel comfortable with my body anymore and I have serious trust issues.

Anonymous Story: Not my fault

Anonymous Story: Not my fault

es, I was drunk in a boys room, but he pursued me and attempted to rape my unconscious body. And that act I believe has changed my life, in some small way. Made me less worthy. More worthy of criticism and blame, lower moralled. Less worthy of love.

Lola’s Story: A Mean Cycle

Lola’s Story: A Mean Cycle

I just lied on the stairs, shaking and silent. James hugged me tightly and the other two went to tell the chief. A few weeks later, nothing wound up happening and he left on a plane to his next duty station.

Kassie’s story: He Wanted Me To Fight Him

Kassie’s story: He Wanted Me To Fight Him

When I was little I was molested for a long time, at 3 and then from 6 to 12 or 13, once by an adult and the other times by two other children who were close to me. I have

Anonymous Story: Lifetime shame

Anonymous Story: Lifetime shame

I had a fear of my mom catching us because Z emphasized not to tell anyone or else we’d get in a lot of trouble.

Anonymous Story: My Death

Anonymous Story: My Death

Have you ever walked into a room and had every single person stare at you? Have you ever had to walk past them with your eyes glued to the floor because the stares were so intense? Have you ever had

Anonymous Story: Zion. Year 11.

Anonymous Story: Zion. Year 11.

I keep seeing him around college and around town and every time I see him I get tight in my chest and want to throw up, even though I'm not sure if it was even rape or assault or if it was just two teens under a bridge.