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Sexual Assault and Depression

HOPE: My New Favorite Four-Letter Word Recently I was having a difficult day at work and my co-worker, who also happens to be one of my best friends, said to me, “There’s always hope.” I didn’t feel more hopeful after she said that, even though I think that is the intended purpose of that phrase. There’s always hope. I learned a lot about hope through the years; I’ve lost hope, questioned hope and have slowly come to the realization that despite my best efforts to not feel hope, it has been inside me all along. Twenty-one years ago, I was a senior in high school and in hindsight, I suppose, a living model of what hope and promise looked like. Always a good student and someone who worked very hard, I had a bright future ahead of me. Then, one night, January 5th, 1998 to be exact, all that hope and promise was taken from… Continue reading »

Sexual assault

it always happened when my religious teacher would come to my house to teach me. he came every single weekend and he used to touch me everywhere. he’s hit me before so much and he was soooo scary. he’s tried to rape me once before but he’s done things just as painful i think. i can never tell anybody because he’s supposed to be religious and a very high man. i feel violated and i hate my body even more now.


This entire movement has really made me reflect on past experiences and made me realize that there are so many women and men out there that have been through the same thing. I remember my first job at a small restaurant where I was working as a hostess. I was there for about 3 weeks when I noticed one of my co workers always stare at me and mouth things to me.. one day I was walking out of the kitchen and I feel his hand go under my dress and grab me… I was 15. I was so scared I just left work right then. I told my manager the next day that I was quitting and that was the reason why. Once I left I found out he never got fired. — Survivor, age 20

Employer rape

I was sixteen and working at a dry cleaners. The man I had worked for was like a father to me, but he was transferred to another shop and the owner gave his job to his nephew who was late twenties, early thirties, I’m guessing. I was struggling and pregnant. I wasn’t married yet and the burdon of my pregnancy was still a secret. I cried at work one day and my new boss took this opportunity to draw me into a supposedly friendship. His name was Richard Cohen. He asked if I’d like to a movie that evening and I said yes. I don’t remember everything but I remember he parked his car across the street in a store parking lot. I remember he drove to a motel and said it had get something and asked me to come it. I can’t believe how naive I was. Inside he wanted me to sit on… Continue reading »

Me Too!

My name is Raymond and it is time to share my experience as a child. At the age of 10 or 11 years old. I was sexually molested for about 2 or 3 years. was introduced to a man who just came out of the Vietnam War. His name is Michael Patten. He was the son of one of my mother’s drinking partners and her name was Barbara Patten. She would come over our house and her son would come over to visit me. My mom thought it was a good idea for me to have a older man for me to be my mentor. He would come over and pick me up and take me places like the beach, drive-in, and just a few fun places to go. During the times we went out, he would take me to the back roads so I could drive his car. I thought it was a big… Continue reading »

The Night That Changed My Life

How nice to know that within the next 7-10 years you will never have touched me. How devastating to know that 5 of you drugged then raped me after mixing something into my drink while I was using the bathroom. How horrible is it that my best friend, someone I trusted with my whole heart, left me in that house, with no one I knew. It was February 12, 2017 and I was visiting a friend at Bloomsburg University for the weekend. Friday night was a blast, and the beginning on Saturday night was even better. I had no idea that my life was going to change forever just a few short hours later. I was at a Frat party with my friends, enjoying myself, having a drink, and mingling with different people. Before I knew it, I was in an unfamiliar house with 6 guys and my “best friend,” and I needed to use… Continue reading »

Still Going

I can barely remember my childhood but Im going to let it go and share what I do remember. Im 33 years old and grateful to have survived. I remember my mothers husband raping me at the age of 7. He was sexually, mentally, physically, and emotionally abusive. He was a well respected man in our community and a sergeant in the military. So when I finally couldnt take anymore I called a hotline. I was done. My own mother allowed him to do this to me. And I was tired of being scared after 5 years. So…after calling the hotline an investigator showed up. Wow. I never thought things could get worse but I was so wrong. They believed. They didnt do a damn thing. They gave him a lie detector test and he passed!!! That comfirmed my fears. He was crazy..he didnt think there was anything wrong with what he did. So I… Continue reading »

My Fears Do Not Define Me

I stumbled on this site via Google last night while trying to find a place i could talk without been judged. I must say this place is full of strong women and men , reading their stories all night made my heart break countless number of time. I hope to find the strength to go over mine soon because i have so much to offer the world to be held down by such occurrence. Like i said i’m not ready to share my story but i feel sharing my fears may open the door for more truth. One of the things that scares me most is ending up with an abusive partner. I know as a young adult (i will be 20 in some months time) i probably should be worried about my career (which i am, really that’s how i cope most days) and myself but the thought of dating someone who may later… Continue reading »

I thought it was my fault

It was my senior year of highschool and we were finally headed to mrytle beach for senior trip. I was 17. We had “trusted” friends we were heading down with most being the popular boys of our school and only 4 girls including myself. I thought I could trust my friends, I thought I was able to let loose because I’d be safe. One of those days my friend and I decided to stay in the condo and drink because everyone was headed out. We drank to much and blacked out until late that day “once everyone arrived back”. Little did we know they had come back during our blackout. Nothing was said about this until we arrived back from our senior trip. I was notified shortly after that a video was circulating of me having sex with someone I was unaware of during the time I was blacked out. To this day I have… Continue reading »

Being Done

My young childhood was mostly good. My mom, who did 80% of the parenting, died unexpectedly when I was 10. My dad attacked me from ages 12-15. My younger brother and I were in and out of the foster care system (we got sent back to him). Mercifully, we were kept together and we remain extremely close. We can finish each other’s sentences. In the fallout of foster care, my father stole any money my mother had left to me and my brother. The government says they are looking into it, but he is a millionaire with a superb legal team. We will not see any money from him, not even in child support that he can certainly afford. I am 22 today. I work out every day and eat right in hopes that I will be strong enough to never have to put up with that from anyone else ever again. I’ve gotten through… Continue reading »