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From Scared Girl to Strong Mother

Though I’m sure I experienced some type of sexual abuse as a child younger than 6, I cannot recount those memories. I do recall being overly sexual by the time I was 6 years old. I do, also, recall hating being around my aunts boyfriend (who I later found out molested my cousins). By the time I reached 9 years old I was already in training bras. At 12 years old I clearly remember the first moment I was molested. I went to ask my mother for something. She was laying in bed with her boyfriend with her back turned towards me. Her boyfriend reached over her, grabbed my arm and pretended to tickle me but in actuality was grabbing my breasts as I tried to free myself from his grasp. After that, I never wanted to be alone with him. From that single moment I hated my breasts. To this day, I can’t tolerate… Continue reading »

Read This Please

AS For those who’ve had a HORRID PAST Please I ENCOURAGE YOU TO READ: DO NOT EVER THINK OF KILLING YOURSELF EVERRRR PLS DON’T DO IT! It does suck because the world today is messed up, Ignorant and seems we have no one left to trust That’s true but that doesn’t mean you should let yourself suffer from the fault of the people around you. YOU ARE BRAVE in this world you are one of the most beautiful beings surrounded by ignorant people you shouldn’t let other people ignorance affect you BECAUSE YOUR A STRONG BUTTERFLY You can and WILL Survive this Messy world I’ve suffered the same that feeling you when everything around you seems utterly hopeless and you feel hopeless “Those are one of the hard trials in Life” and Oh can I ask one wish from you this NEW YEAR 2016 Pretty pleaaase for me DO WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY! Disregard your… Continue reading »

Raped By A Registered Sex Offender

I was 40 years old when it happened to me. I was a virgin because of my faith and beliefs about not having sex outside of marriage and I have never been married. I’m also physically disabled–I was using a walker at the time and waiting for my insurance to pay for a mobility scooter. It happened in my apartment. I had gone downstairs to the mailboxes to get my mail. A man was down there getting mail as well. He introduced himself and said he was a new tenant who had just moved in a few weeks ago. We shook hands and exchanged pleasantries, then he asked me if I wanted to talk outside while he smoked. We talked outside for about 10 minutes. He asked me if I was married or dating, but I didn’t think that was anything unusual. We found out that we both liked video games, so I asked him… Continue reading »

Ashamed Afraid Angry Grey

When I was 19 years old, I got my first job working in a fast food restaurant. I was so happy to have gotten the job. I was so proud to surprise my father with this news as he’d helped me in the past with work and this time I’d done it by myself. Even though the interview was very odd- the interviewer was almost 2 hours late and he didn’t read my carefully constructed resumé I’d worked so hard to make- I was ecstatic. My father worked for the corporate version of this fast food chain. I worked for the franchisee. It turned out that the owner of my store and my father knew each other. The young man, who was 28 at the time, who hired me found out about my father’s position in the company and believed I’d gotten the job with my fathers help. He was assigned to train me and… Continue reading »

Raped and Molested

This is long, bare with me, please. From what I remember, it started when I was 6 continued until the summer going into 6th grade. I was molested almost every night by my step father (who was drinking and smoking at the time). One night, I was raped. My stepdad has been in my life since I was three months old to present time. So we was once close, until he betrayed me, until he hurt me. I don’t remember the first time he touched me nor the last time, but I remember the rape. It’s compacted into my mind, on repeat. I held it in for so long thinking I would be okay, only so my brother could have a family. Until one night in 7th grade, I broke down crying, and couldn’t stop. My mom continued to ask what was wrong but I couldn’t speak, I was scared to tell anyone, to hurt… Continue reading »

My Daughter

Hello I’m Jack, I just finished watching Brave Miss World.I must say I cried like a baby. I wanted to share with you my daughters story of being molested at age 6 by and older girl who would visit her grandparents who lives across the street from our home. To give you some background our home and life, our lives are faith filled and my daughter who I’ll call P for this letter is a very unique little girl. Very loving and pure of heart and mind, her life was all rainbows and butterflies. She is very intelligent and kind. She is my best fiend in the world, we have a very close bond in life. The girl who molested her, I’ll call M. She is 3 yrs older. I came home from work and asked my mother in law where P was.  She told me in her room playing with M so I went… Continue reading »

I Thought I Knew Hi

Ever since I was born, my mom’s siblings lived with us. 2 brothers, and a sister. So basically, I viewed them as my 2 older brothers, and older sister, (but in reality they were my 2 uncle and aunt). I’ll start calling the 2 brothers as A and B. Fast forward to last year, when I was 17. My mom and dad left for another country, so me and my younger brother was left in the care of A and his family + our grandmother. B lived in with his pregnant girlfriend in the next condominium beside ours. It was the night after B’s girlfriend gave birth. He texted me and asked me if I could come with him to the hospital to bring clothes for his baby, and I said yes. We took a bus to get there. After bringing the stuff, and staying there for an hour or so, I told him that… Continue reading »

My Mom

Hello my name is Vivian. About 2 years ago my mother, with great shame and fear, revealed to me that she had been raped as a young girl on a date. She and her older sister, my aunt, went to the police for help and was told there was nothing they can do. It took everything my momma had to even tell me this. She said she had told my father not to long before she told me. She has been caring this burden inside for many years. I believe she thinks it is her fault! I didn’t want to upset her any more than she was so I did not ask her many questions. I hugged her. I believe that years of this kind of silence put a huge strain on our family and on our relationship as mother and only daughter. She never delt with the hurt and trauma of it all and… Continue reading »

My Younger Sister

I am a 29 year old woman living in Cape Town, South Africa. I have just watched Brave Miss World on Netflix and for the first time I felt like it was okay to cry but also know that there may come a time when my sister will feel empowered again. Hearing your story gave me insight that I may never have had. Thank you for being bold enough to put yourself in a vulnerable position and share your story in the hope that it will help others. My sister, who is 5 years younger than me and lives in Johannesburg (where I’m from and where all my family lives) was gang raped by 3 men in late November 2015. She is one of my best friends and I still remember my mother telling me via text what had happened a week after my sister’s rape. I immediately fell to the ground, it felt like… Continue reading »

Kidnapped

I was raped about a year before I was kidnapped. The kidnapping is more traumatic for me because nearly 20 years later I recognized a story on a profiling on America’s Most wanted that I knew it was the same people who kidnapped me. I escaped by some incredible strokes of luck but apparently there were at least 50 or maybe as many as 100 murders of women most of them prostitutes that had happened surrounding this same truck stop in Dayton, Ohio. I called the program and told them they were looking for 1 person and it should have been 2. I talked to the interviewer for a long time and he was supposed to call me back but he never did. I felt I wasn’t believed and violated again. Since then I have been overwhelmed with guilt because I didn’t identify him when I had a chance. It was right after the Kent… Continue reading »