February 3, 2018 is when I met him: He swept me off my feet and had me head over heels. I had just come home (a month before meeting him) from a natural disaster (a hurricane category 5) and my
I find talking about [G] difficult now, as if I’m sharing the stories of a character in a book- an antagonist, a despot, a stranger who I knew so intimately for so long, but never really knew at all. A
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
It started when I was 4 years old, too young to know much about the world. He was 12. He was someone I looked up to, someone I loved and thought could never do me wrong. He was my older
Hey, my name is Amelia. I’m 16, and I was raped by my boyfriend. This is the story of my rape and how I survived and got help. I met him at school, he was really nice. I really liked
I married my ex husband when I was 18 and pregnant. He always used sex as a weapon and was hyper promiscuous. He told me that if I was capable of satisfying him he wouldn’t have to look elsewhere. I
Starting high school was a huge transition for me, as I am sure it is for most young girls. I lived in a city with two high schools. Many of the friends that I grew up with either went to
I am watching ‘Surviving R. Kelly’ and am now on Episode 3 and cannot stop crying….so close to home. I don’t speak of it, not ever with family and at the age of 45, I sadly only have but one
I was sexually abused by my stepfather. My mother met him when I was two years old I remember nothing from my childhood before the 7th grade. I told my mother what happened I don’t know if she ever believed
What to do? I ask myself… going on 3hrs now…going on 3+yrs now. So much pain, so much heart ache, so much fear…I thought he was my friend, to say the least…I was always his…so I sit here with my
Remember when we first started dating. it was in the summer. we went back to ur house and it was home alone. we laid in bed together and u kissed me. i didn’t like it but i knew it made
It was a Thursday night, in early March of our junior year. I had spent the last couple of evenings at your house because you had been helping me build a roller coaster for my physics project. When I got
In loving a monster, you lose yourself. You lose the way you laugh with the sweet taste of freedom on your tongue not too far behind. It is replaced with a hushed fear of impending wrath and judgment from him.
Someone close to me tells me to speak my truth, and never stop speaking my truth. So here goes 2 years ago I was sexually assulted so bad I needed surgery to correct the wounds inflicted on me. It was
So, I posted on here once before; back then, my post was titled “Three Days They Probably Won’t Remember, And That I Wish I Could Forget.” Now, I have a fourth story to add. To recap what the last three
It was a month after my 16th birthday and I had this boyfriend who I had been dating for a few weeks. He was nice to start with but then he got with this group of friends and he started
This will be the first telling of the story, my story. The story my body will remember through my fingertips and the thick folds of my brain, my lips as I speak it. My body remembers. I get lost in
We were in love. You were my second boyfriend and I was around 18 or 19 when it happened. When we got together I felt so lucky to have you, a kind boy, with a sense of naïveity about you.
Because of what happened recently, I’m filled with hurt and anger with Kavanaugh’s case. From the beginning… I was in 5th grade, at my elementary school. I got bullied a lot, I was never noticed. Girls would tell me my
Ive always been one to fall to hard and too fast for a guy, when i care about someone i care deeply even when i see the red flags. That’s the funny part about life though, sometimes you see the
” That’s just how boys are ” will always be the words I hate . My story starts with Homecoming night 1995 .I was 14 and very excited to be asked to Homecoming dance .The boy was my then 1st
I met him in college. I always liked to try to be a friend for everyone, especially to people who may not have a lot of friends because I believe everyone needs someone. This was the case with him. He
7 years ago I was 19 and falling for a marine. We had been talking for a couple of weeks and trying to get to know each other or I thought I was. He seemed like a great guy, had
When I told you I liked you, you asked my to be your girlfriend. I happily accepted. I trusted you, I knew you. We were friends since nursery all year way up to this point where you are 14, I’m
This is my first step into accepting I was raped. I’ve waited 3 years to say that and I feel like now is my time to share. I am a male and I was raped by a female. Many people
I was an early graduate, came from a good family, didn’t get into much trouble. I was a generally good kid… and right on the edge of sixteen. In my mind, I was grown up and thought I knew everything.
I was on of the worst cases of child abuse,I was sexually abused by my adoptive parents “both” of them I was lock in a dog kennel. I was sold to other men when I was 6. I was one
I was with the “nice guy” for 4 years. He was “the nice best friend who waited patiently until he got out of the friend zone” guy. He was the “I’m single because I’m too nice” guy. He was the
Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Justice. She was energetic and had little fear of the world. She was a happy child, dancing to her own beat and learning what it meant to be free and
Online catfish. Online predator. He catfished me under many names, accounts, numbers, etc until I finally confronted him and attempted to report him. My karma is I shouldn’t have been there. His karma is exposure. I’ve managed to spread my