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I Didn’t See It In Time

I’m just some normal person. That’s what I always think of myself. I have a guy who loves me, and has never hurt me. My best friend, on the other hand, didn’t get the best experience with her boyfriend. Everything went pretty ok with them at first, but I didn’t trust him that well. My friend is always so positive and happy, that I didn’t think anything could break her down. But one day, she Skyped me from her room. She looked like she’d been crying. I asked what was wrong, and she started to tell me, when that “boyfriend” came in and turned it off. He looked angry, and she looked frightened. I was able to get to her house and convince her to report to the police of sexual harassment. I ended up doing it myself, since she was to afraid to. She’s fine now, and lives with me as a roommate. She… Continue reading »

The Fight We Can All Win

On January 23, 2015, I came out and told my very own story, who I once called my father. It was the hardest thing to do, because I had never told a single soul. A year later and a new job later, I found someone I could trust who had been in hard shoes also. I showed her this website, Brave Miss World, and I showed her my story without even having to say a single word. I’m proud to say, she gave me strength to open up to CPS and with great difficulty, they have arrested the man who molested me and my siblings for years on. In a month I will be going into court with my chin up and testifying against him, knowing I have a great deal of people on my side. With great gratitude, I will be forever grateful for Brave Miss World and the help with the two comments… Continue reading »

Darkness With Friends

One day I was just chillin in my room texting a friend from school. Then I get these weird texts all of a sudden. My friend and I then text on another format of texting. We try to figure who’s texting me then we find out. From that day on until today, I met so many people just by that one person. They tell me everything. Their stories to dreams to really deep stuff. They’re great people but the people around them are assholes to them. One is 18 and gets raped all the time by his moms boyfriend of 60. Mom doesn’t give a shit about it. Gets beaten every day by his older sister and she even raped him too. He is a good person but hes always getting into trouble. Getting kidnapped, drugged, and raped by older people. Another is 20 and his parents beat him every day and hurt him so… Continue reading »

Unhealthy Relationship

I already knew this guy, he was a friend of my friends. One day we all hung out and he said he had feelings for me, and that those feelings have been there for quite a while. I thought he was the mos amazing guy ever by the way people and friends would talk about him. He would pick me up from school, and we would go out to where he used to work and we wouldn’t leave there till around 9:00 p.m so everyday I would get home around 9:00 p.m. The first 3 months were great. He was the sweetest guy ever, he would buy me flowers, he was a gentleman and he would treat me like a queen. Later on, he started to change. The first time were at a game and game and there was one of my friends that he didn’t like, he yelled at me and said “Why are… Continue reading »

Can Anyone Help?

Hi fellow survivors. I’ve written on this forum a few times before trying to be encouraging to those who are struggling with post rape trauma and all the crap that comes with it, but I’m reaching out to you for support now. It’s been about 9 months since a stranger raped me in my hotel room and I think I’ve been doing fairly well with recovery but I still have really bad nights. Last night was like any normal night (after an awesome date day/night with my boyfriend) and when the lights turned off and I closed my eyes to sleep all I could see was my rapist raping me over and over and over again. I couldn’t stop crying and had to go to the downstairs bed and take another Klonopin to finally fall asleep. Most nights are fine but I’m tired of these nights when I feel terrorized by my thoughts and I… Continue reading »

Forgotten Memories Submerge

I’m 21 years old, but my story begins from when I was 6 years old. My parents were not really involved in what was going on in my life, and simply, not interested. I was sexually abused spanning from age 6; 10; and 11. The incidents from when I was 6 and 10 are still vague to me, and I don’t often have much flashbacks from then. When I was 11 years old I was raped by my 6th grade teacher. Because I had a shaky family life, I guess he noticed and realized he had found his latest target. He befriended me early into the school year. I didn’t have many ‘nice’ teachers, so for me I actually fell for the rouse almost instantly. He would often times call me to stay back a bit when it was time for break, and simply ‘chat’. He seemed so easy going and ‘cool’, that I would… Continue reading »

Lightening Does Strike Twice

I’ve been raped twice. One left left me bruised, one didn’t leave a mark. Both hurt the same. When I was 16 I got a boyfriend. He was older, and cool, and in a band. He took me to parties, and gave me weed, and made me feel cool, too. I’d only had sex once before him, but I liked it. I should have realized we only have sex after he’d given me something. I should have realized after that day I managed to stop him from forcing it into my ass, the day I hadn’t smoked like he thought I had. But I liked him. I did realize one day after smoking a bowl when I felt something very very wrong. My heart was beating out of my chest, I couldn’t move, I wanted to scratch everywhere, and I felt faint at the same time. I asked him what was going on. He laughed… Continue reading »

My Story

I was doing well in school, and I was in ColorGuard and was a honor roll student than I met him. We started out as friends, we played video games together. Then we became good friends. I developed a likeness for him because he was the first male to ever really want to talk to me in some time. I had told them this. Somehow I don’t remember, but he got my sisters number and he asked he if she had shaved and I just got so pissed, I should’ve known to stop talking to him than. That didn’t go as planned because he would keep on texting me saying stuff like he would hurt himself. Nights later, we decided to play some video games and than he asked me to send him a nude so that he knows that I trust him. I asked him if there was another way he said no (we… Continue reading »

Awareness Among Teenage Boys

I recently watched the Brave Miss World movie with my teenage sons who are 13, 14 and 16 as I thought they needed to see it. Their reactions ranged from anger to horror to outright indignation about what happens regarding rape and sexual assault. I am very open with my boys about a range of issues but even I was surprised by their reactions. After the movie there have been many discussions and questions from the boys and I know they are discussing the movie with their friends and really want it shown at their school. I really encourage all parents to get their teenagers to watch this movie to raise awareness and to also talk to local high schools to try and host a viewing. If we really want to change the way people think about sexual abuse then I believe that we can help the next generation by getting our kids and our… Continue reading »

Embrace It All

Hello fellow survivors. I want to share a key moment in my recovery process after I was raped by a stranger in a hotel because I hope that it will help you with the process of going through all the guilty feelings and the stages of grief (just like when someone dies), to come out on the other side. From the very beginning it seemed that everyone around me was more convinced that I was raped, and that it wasn’t my fault, than I was. Even with all the reassurance in the world, I still had nagging thoughts that it was my fault and I could have stopped it. My recovery process was like a roller coaster of extreme angry highs and deep guilt-fueled lows. I chose not to start on an antidepressant because based on my training in psychology and the advise of my therapist, I knew that this was all part of the… Continue reading »