It’s ruined my life and now I have multiple physical and mental conditions which have restricted my movement, motivation, and will to live. I now weigh almost 400 pounds and almost don’t care. I would end my life if I knew for sure I would not go to hell for it.
My daughter was molested (8 yr old) one time by one of my brothers. God is so great that allow me to find out as soon as it happened. Soon after that we moved to US. In that week when happened I told my mother and she did not believed me, I told my dad he did not do anything and I did not want to expose my daughter to the police or government doctors examinations. So I didn’t do anything. I has been 22 years ago and it hurts like if was yesterday. Few years back living in US where you learn that you need to speak about it, I started to tell everyone in my family about what he did to my daughter. Few years ago I became a Christian believer but in my mind I have not been able to forgive him, I pretend he does not exist. We had a wonderful… Continue reading »
It is a miracle I am alive. I come from a family in which my step mother and father molested, raped and raised me behind closed doors with the secret of rape… Among the dinner parties with friends and family around.. my brother and I suffered in silence. We had no name for what was being done to us. I never knew what I kind of day I would have living with pedophiles. My father also sold me to a man at a bar when I was 8 years old. I was tied with barbed wire at my feet and hands, tortured and raped as well. Several days later my father came and got me and told me that I would be “taken away” if I told anyone…It is also important to note that pedophiles keep the company of other pedophiles…. It has taken me most of my life to process what I have lived… Continue reading »
My husband and I emigrated to Toronto from the uk in 2001 with our 2 daughters. Our youngest daughter, Abigail, was raped in 2005 whilst celebrating her graduation from high school. The tradition here is to go camping in a group the weekend after the graduation ceremony and prom. She had been shadowed constantly by a former student of the high school she had attended and a close male friend who was present told me that he followed her every move that night. Everyone was drinking including my daughter and when she became intoxicated he carried her to a tent and raped her. When he was finished he carried her back outside and put her back on the ground beside the camp fire. I got a phone call from her the next day while at work and she was frantic, she said she needed the car and was her dad home so she could get… Continue reading »
Cuando tenía 23 años de edad empecé a trabajar con el ejército de mi país por 6 meses. Allí conocí a un teniente que al principio nos llevábamos bien, conversábamos, etc. Teníamos las habitaciones continuas. Un día, él me llamó y él estaba dentro de su habitación, yo no pensé nada malo, sólo entré para ver para qué me llamaba. Quedamos los dos solos en la noche, el me besó y me abrazó, él me gustaba, pero cuando vi que él empezó a forzarme para quitarme la ropa, me asusté, le dije “No” que nunca había estado con ningún hombre, le decía no, no, pero él continuaba forzándome, simplemente me quedé paralizada porque no podía creer lo que estaba pasando. Cuando terminó, me echó de la habitación. Tuve un sangrado terrible y me asu sté, le hice creer a mi compañera de cuarto que tenía la menstruación, pero no era así. Al día siguiente volvió… Continue reading »
Here is the story I want to write. I was sexually molested by my uncle before the age of 2 , when I was still in my diapers. After this, came years and years of sexual abuse and rape by ‘ extended family’ members. I have changed the word’ family’ members to ‘ enemies.’ Real ‘family’ do not rape other ‘family’ members. The particular kind of sexual abuse which was inflicted on me by my enemies: ( cousins and uncles) is called’ ritual sexual abuse. This occurs when the sexual abuse is conducted in groups settings over a long and sustained period of time.( sometimes with a spiritual element) I remember all my male cousin- enemies lining up to rape me, and mocking and laughing and having a wonderful time. I dissociated because I could not live in my body as it went through this, time after time. Many of them were adolescents so they… Continue reading »
Like Linor, I too am working to encourage victims to speak out and let the rapist be the only one ashamed. Ironically, I also made a documentary, “Miniskirts, Mace and Other Misconceptions” about my personal story and the way our culture treats victims of rape. I am working to educate society, empower victims and fight for justice. I have started a movement, the MMOM Movement and my story is best told on that website: www.MMOMMovement.org I am so proud of all the women who are speaking out. Together, we are all challenging a world that permits victim blaming. One day, we will change it.
Thank you for your voice and for your strength.