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April 18th, 2019

My husband raped me when I took...

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I just want him to be sorry and get help.
August 11th, 2020

Raped by a US Marine when I...

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I was home from college and out at a local bar to reunite with friends. I was out with people I considered myself close to and still do. I remember having one drink and ended up at the bar for one more before I called it a night. A person...
October 16th, 2019

I was a kid, you were my...

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My first memory of being touched in such an unpure way was when I was three or four. I lived with my grandparents on my bio dad’s side. My step- Grandma would molest me while my grandpa would watch NASCAR next to us. I don’t think he knew, but who...
July 29th, 2013

Why: A Poem About My Rape

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Soothe my whys with soft whispers Wipe my tears with your love Make me whole again No more, I beg No more No more Unwanted touch Unwelcomed Stiff, rough caresses No man to hold me down, Give me forbidden kisses Legs forced apart Like rusty hinges Hinges to a door...
August 30th, 2019

My story growing up with a secret

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I’m a black South African, I’m 40 years old now, and my son it 20 years old… loved, taught but I still can never live him alone with my nieces as I was left alone and violeted๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ I have spoken about this, but I hate putting this down in writting๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ...
December 2nd, 2022

Sexual Coercion

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I was sexually coerced this semester at college. It was one of my longtime friends. I thought I could trust him but I was wrong. He and I talked about hanging out and so we did. We talked for a while, was physical and was at first consensual. Then he...
August 11th, 2019

My secret

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It all started when i was about 7 .first of all i thought it was all my fault because it was happening again and again …so i blame myself .but then i was only a child .i was sexually abused by 4 different men in my childhood .the first was...
June 24th, 2020

Too naรฏve

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I was 16. I had my first job, a lifeguard. I was so excited. I have been a swimmer since I was 5 so this was a very fitting job for me. I was the youngest person working there by far. Most of the kids were in college and one...
June 8th, 2023

Unethical or illegal?

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Last year my partner and I worked for the same business. It was a small business near a small town and it had no management or HR of any sort – only one man owned and ran it, even though it served thousands of people each year. I hit it...
April 27th, 2019

Everyone Else Likes You, Too

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I had never been to a bar before. Sure, Iโ€™d gone out to Applebees with other coworkers where theyโ€™d serve me drinks. But I was 19, and had to drive home. I had never been drunk before, and didnโ€™t push my limits. I went to the bar to see him...
August 25th, 2020

Confusion

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I am confused. My grandpa always kisses me hugs me and touches me in my hand. But today he touched me two times on my butt. was it accidental? was it out of love because he just sees me as a kid? or was it meant something bad and I...
May 23rd, 2021

Rape in my locked home

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I have been raped numerous times in homes that are locked. I am divorced and live alone. Obviously drugged as no memories. The first time in my locked home after my divorce when I broke up with someone who admitted after dating him for months that he used to do...
June 24th, 2020

Too naรฏve

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I was 16. I had my first job, a lifeguard. I was so excited. I have been a swimmer since I was 5 so this was a very fitting job for me. I was the youngest person working there by far. Most of the kids were in college and one...
October 15th, 2022

Male dancer

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Hello my Name is Tj. This happen about 4 years ago I was 19 years old at very young age I always tried to see the good in people. I was always happy and felt nothing could break me down went threw cancer as a baby lost my brother and...
January 29th, 2021

Raped by my Step Brother

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I have never told anyone about this & now it is coming back to haunt me. I can’t sleep, I can’t eat, I can’t focus. So that is why I am sharing my story on here, maybe to give myself some closure. I was 17 at the time (18 now)...
January 14th, 2021

Raped in my Hostel

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His name is Charlie. I met him at the hostel I was staying at in Miami. He wasnโ€™t friendly like others I had met. He didnโ€™t speak to me until the night he left, the night he raped me. I was hanging out with some other people I met. They...
July 16th, 2019

Robbery

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One night when I was 24 years old, I was returning home after a dinner with friends and two guys approach me two blocks from my building. The took all my money and things, and raped me there on the street. A month later the police caught the guys, and...
October 4th, 2020

Pastor’s Son

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He was a pastor’s son named after an important figure in the bible. A regular church attendee who made his love for Jesus well known. But now he is a painful memory. It was my first semester at Angelo State University. I was lonely. Luckily I met great people who...
May 8th, 2019

Spoke out and was blamed

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I am the only girl at a job of 4 men. I am also 20 while these men are 40+. One worker would grab me from behind when I would walk in the back to the bathroom. This would happen often. One day all my coworkers had to go outside...
September 17th, 2019

Multiple Date Rapes/Sexual Abuse During Teen Years...

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I am a happily married (39 years) mother of four beautiful children. My sex life has been such a struggle because of the past experiences Iโ€™ve had. The first time I was raped I was 14 or 15. My girlfriend and I met a couple of boys at the park....
October 10th, 2021

Is this normal?

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It all started in Febuary 17th 2020. My first boyfriend. At first he was sweet, he’d walk me to school, compliment me, ask me for consent every time he touhed me. But then the honeymoon phase wore off right after he took my virginity 3 months in. He started belittling...
October 17th, 2025

I should have STOPPED

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It is with great shame that I confess here. I was a silent enabler of abuse. I had been molested as a girl my an older boy in grade school, and should have been less of a coward. I finally turned in my husband and ended his incestuous abuse of...
October 28th, 2025

Dads boss daughter!!!!!!

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I was going to my dad’s bosses house to hang out with his daughter. They were in the pool with their friends kids. We played in the pool for a little bit until it started the rain. We picked up all of the toys and ran inside. Her mom texted...
April 21st, 2021

A respectable collegue

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The next day I walked down the stairs to the hotel, aware that he was sitting at the table having breakfast. Some things you think would never happen to you, you think that working externally with a colleague (married and with children) is not dangerous. But then in a moment...
November 23rd, 2014

Still Unable to Tell People

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What I remember from that night is feeling flattered that someone older was paying attention. I was underage in a bar. I don’t remember much after that except three men carrying me into a motel room, all at least ten years older. One was the owner of the bar, who...
August 17th, 2019

My/our German “Weinstein” Case

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My name is Jany Tempel. I live both in Germany and Thailand. I turned public now, to end the big silence of our country. Almost twenty years ago I had already written a novel about my arduous life. The book wasnโ€™t published back then, mainly because I reported on crimes...
August 18th, 2019

Abusรฉe par un voisin de mes grands...

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Bonjour chรจre Linor, Je suis en train de regarder Brave Miss World. Merci! Je tรฉmoigne car j’en ai peu parlรฉ dans ma vie. J’avais 4 ou 5 ans. Je vivais avec mes grands-parents et ils me posaient parfois le samedi chez la voisine qui me gardait pour aller ร  un...
November 11th, 2020

I think I was raped

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I donโ€™t know what to do or what to say. I havenโ€™t told anybody because I donโ€™t even truly know what happened. This weekend I was drinking at a friendโ€™s house. I didnโ€™t drink a ton- one beer and one mixed drink that was in a gallon jug in his...
June 20th, 2023

Sexual harassment

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When I was 17 years old, I used to go to my older cousin house for the summer and helped babysit her kids. Her husband who was a pastor started touching my me and would constantly tried to convince me to have an affair with him. I tried to stay...
July 24th, 2019

LOST

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When I was 5 years old, I was sexually assaulted by many men. The next day I tried to kill myself. At the age of 10, I was raped and again tried to end it by ending my life. I also am a survivor of FASD and there for not...
August 17th, 2019

My/our German “Weinstein” Case

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My name is Jany Tempel. I live both in Germany and Thailand. I turned public now, to end the big silence of our country. Almost twenty years ago I had already written a novel about my arduous life. The book wasnโ€™t published back then, mainly because I reported on crimes...
November 15th, 2020

Jโ€™avais 13 ans

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Jโ€™avais 13 ans jโ€™รฉtais allรฉ avec mon amie chez un gars pour la soirรฉe ils รฉtaient trois gars et cโ€™etait la premiรจre fois que je buvais de lโ€™alcool et ce gars qui sโ€™appelle pascal mโ€™a agressรฉ. Je ne lโ€™ai dis a personne et jโ€™ai fait comme si rien ne sโ€™รฉtait...
February 13th, 2021

Me and my Best Friend

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I was born in USA basically citizen of USA but living in India as my family is Indian. Me and my friend were going for the tuition we were in 10th standard 15 year old I was kissing my mobile screen photo of dog that day we were talking that’s...
December 26th, 2019

Ms.

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I was raped by a co-worker when I was in my mid-20’s. We were at a work function, we were all drinking, then about 10 of us went to his place to continue the party. He grabbed me on my way out of the washroom and dragged me into his...
November 25th, 2023

How do you give tragedy a title?

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I grew up in a small town … a racially divided town … and the granddaughter of one of my small town’s most wealthy people. I’m not interested in leaving any of those details out because 30 years ago they contributed to my silence. Picture it … “Jasper, Tx …...
September 8th, 2021

Raped by ex boyfriend

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This is really hard hard for me because I havenโ€™t really explained this to anyone but here I go. I was raped by a guy I knew when I was 14. I donโ€™t remember much because we drank a lot one day and I only remember getting dropped off home....
September 4th, 2022

Creepy Grand Uncle

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One time when I was 10, I had the weirdest scary experience of my life. It was a Chinese new year party we had every beginning of the year and all my relatives were there such as grandmas, grand aunties and uncles, uncles, aunties, cousins, you name it! All the...
December 11th, 2020

Letter to…

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To all the boys who watched porn and grew up thinking that’s how women deserve to be treated To the parents, teachers, adults who should know better, who never taught us about consent or that women are equal partners in sex To the society that made me feel like sex...
November 2nd, 2020

Rape !!

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It is how and why I was raped , and being told it was my mistake
August 22nd, 2019

my sexual abuse story that i kept...

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when I was 13 my neighbor sexual abused me in his pool. it was by far the most painful thing I’ve went through. 3 years later I spoke about my neighbor and had interviews with dcs workers. I was told if I told my story something would be done but...
March 12th, 2022

Ex

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On February 24th 2021 by boyfriend (ex now) raped me in my home. I was black out drunk and unable to consent, and he crossed boundaries we had set sober. He lives less than a minute from me, and never faced charges because of lack of physical evidence. The detective...
November 4th, 2019

I donโ€™t know anymore

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My high school ends at 10th grade. So you basically start college at 16. As for me, I decided to go abroad and come to the US for college so definitely the rest of the college students were all older than me. I didnโ€™t really fit in. Then one day,...
December 5th, 2020

Summer 2019

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I got my first job working at a lovely Mediterranean restaurant/cafe one summer because my teacher said she knew the man who ran the place and put in a reference for me. I was 15. He was in his 60s. Two days after I started, the groping began. Only he...
January 29th, 2020

My brother let him in

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I was 15. Had been to a local party. All my friends were there, my older brother and his friends. We drank, danced and had a good time. I made out with my brothers friend. He was 23. But then I got so drunk. I went home and fall asleep...
July 24th, 2019

LOST

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When I was 5 years old, I was sexually assaulted by many men. The next day I tried to kill myself. At the age of 10, I was raped and again tried to end it by ending my life. I also am a survivor of FASD and there for not...
March 8th, 2016

Abuse Continued

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My story differs from a lot of stories here in that, there was no actual penetration (unless it happened to me during my sleep, which I sometimes wonder). I was molested by my mother’s ex-husband. I must have been around 7, 8 or 9. This “man” lived in the house,...
May 24th, 2019

The Statistics that Changed Me

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2 sexual assaults and 1 rapeโ€ฆ the statistics of my story. I canโ€™t promise that this story is pleasant, but I can tell you that power and growth comes with telling it. So sincerely, thank you for hearing me out. October 2017 I was in Chebut, Argentina(a part of the...
September 18th, 2019

Raped in the Air Force

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My first duty stationed 28 years ago, i was sexually assaulted by my first supervisor and violently raped by an officer in my unit. The violence of that raped, ruined me for a long time. Suffer from severe PTSD and after 31 years i am being forced out of the...
March 3rd, 2021

My protector, my father, my rapist all...

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I remember the first time like it was yesterday. I was asked if I would like to “play a game”. Come to find out I didn’t like that game. I don’t think I’ll ever like THAT game. I was THREE the first time, and 13 the last. I was raped...
May 14th, 2019

My biggest mistake

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Well it happened when i was 15 (I’m 17 now). I was a crazy teenager who wanted popularity and attention, and a boyfriend. My childhood bestie introduced me to a guy, he was sweet and a lot like me and i instantly liked him. After talking for a month or...
July 10th, 2019

So drunk I can’t remember

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I was turning 18. I was partying like any teen would. I drank a lot. I threw up, sat down. They picked me up and put me in their car. They said “don’t worry we’ll take care of you. You won’t miss the bus”. I remember lying on the bed...
March 17th, 2023

Indigo

I returned to fine art in 1990 when I took at class in indigo dyeing at San Francisco State University. I was lucky that the instructor, Yoshiko Wada, and another student from her class, were in the East Bay so that we could carpool together. We would talk textiles on our weekly journey across the Bay Bridge to the Campus. The other student was an accomplished Quilter named Linda MacDonald. Linda lived in Willits near the famous Mendocino Art Center, but traveled to Berkeley to attend this class once a week. The Indigo vat was made in a 32-gallon garbage can and had to be kept covered between dyeing sessions. Indigo is a unique rich blue dye that develops with an oxidization process when exposed to air. Dipping the fabric several times, and allowing the natural fiber to oxidize before dipping it again, creates darker shades of blue. The dye in the vat is created from a mixture of indigo pigment, various chemicals and a reducing agent to remove oxygen from the dye. It is a rich green color while in the vat, which shows up on the fabric before it is fully exposed to the air. The smell emitted from the dye is unusual, a musky odor in my mind. I like to think that it smells like the color blue. The vat needs to be carefully stirred and maintained between dyeing sessions. There is a โ€œbloomโ€ on the top of the vat created by oxidized indigo, making a bubbly and shiny ball of material reminiscent of a flower. The โ€œbloomโ€ gets moved to the side before entry of the pre-wetted fabric. The process reminds me of baking bread or making yogurt where the steps need to be carefully followed to achieve the desired results. In the process of bread and yogurt making, there are living cultures involved in order to create the product, and with the creation and dyeing process of indigo, it has that same feeling of being alive. In order to create interesting patterns, my classmates and I would use resist techniques on the fabric like pastes, stitching and clamping. Simple household items like clothespins could be used to create patterns by folding and then placing the pins at intervals along the fold lines. Beautiful and surprising results were achieved using these methods. Image of Indigo dye on fabric during the oxidization process. My dream of being a professional artist, all started in early childhood, and the first memories of my creations go back to Nursery School. I loved playing with all kinds of materials, like paint, clay, and crayons, just to name a few examples. Mel (Melanie), painting at Jack and Jill Nursery School, Walnut Creek, California, 1960. In 1974, a neighbor in Marin where I was living at the time and studying art at College of Marin told me about an Art School in Mexico. I ended up sending off slides of my work with an application to the Instituto Allende, and was delighted to hear that I was accepted. I began my journey to study there in San Miguel de Allende by flying to Mexico City in January of 1975. A bus ride completed that journey. When I first arrived, I moved in with a family who had two small children, including a newborn. It seemed like a safe living situation for a 19-year-old woman, but that shortly proved to not be true when the husband started coming on to me. I ended up finding my own place on the other side of town. It was a spacious abode with a wall that was shared with a weaving factory next door. There were 2 adjoined bedrooms, a bathroom, a large living/kitchen area and a small concrete patio out the back door. There was no hot water, refrigerator or a telephone. When I needed hot water for dishes, I would boil some on the stove. For showers, I had to build a fire in a box below a water tank outside to get hot water. I felt much more secure living there and walking a further distance to the Instituto on the other side of town than living with the husband who had made me feel so unsafe. There was the Central Plaza, which was called the โ€œJardinโ€ that was in the middle of town, and I would pass through it on my walk quite frequently. This was the site of fireworks and festivals, like the celebration of Cinco de Mayo. The streets were cobblestone and many charming shops and galleries were located downtown. The School itself was on a beautiful campus with large ornate doors in front that were closed when school was not in session. Photo of the closed front doors of the Instituto Allende I had heard about you and what you had done to other women before you appeared in my main living space one sunny spring afternoon pointing a gun at me. You had a bandana wrapped around your face and tied behind your head. I had heard you first, in the bathroom. Dressed in a long polyester dress with colorful psychedelic patterns. I wasnโ€™t wearing any underwear or shoes. I walked through the 2 bedrooms and turned left when I saw you standing there. I screamed and shouted, โ€œhelp me,โ€ thinking that workers at the Weaving Factory would hear me and come rescue me. Nobody came. You said to me โ€œCoyoteโ€ which I later learned meant to be quiet or to shut up. You grabbed my shoulders and dragged me out the unlocked back door onto the concrete patio. The tops of my feet got scraped. I gave up. I knew you were going to rape me. I just wanted you to finish as quickly as possible. You took off your belt and put down your gun. Somehow I managed to pick up your gun and threw it over the wall embedded with glass on the top, into the alleyway. The same wall you had climbed over to get into my place through the unlocked back door. Towards the end of this ordeal, I heard a knock on my door. You left, climbing back over the wall. I answered the door. My friend Rhonda had come by to visit me. I told her what had happened and we walked to the Police Station nearby. I had your belt with me. The one you left behind. I went to the front counter, telling the officers behind the counter what had happened to me. They were laughing and playing cards at the time. I showed them your belt. They told me to bring you in if I saw you again. I left with Rhonda and took a bath at the where place she lived. We didnโ€™t talk about what happened. We moved in together shortly after that. I sent a telegram to my father and stepmother about what had happened to me. Nobody came to help me. Rhonda helped me when I got hepatitis A and could no longer go to school. I was on my own when it came to figuring out how to return to the Bay Area. I moved in with my father and stepmother. They didnโ€™t talk to me about what happened to me. They sent me to a doctor who diagnosed me with type 1 diabetes. He showed me how to give myself insulin injections. He told me to practice by injecting oranges with empty syringes. My mother told me years later that โ€œYou were never the same againโ€ after what you did to me. I survived. I gave up art for 15 years before realizing that I wanted to go back to art school. In those years, I became so disturbed that I had panic attacks, deep depression and needed to move in with my mother at age 30. I started therapy after becoming self destructive in my 20โ€™s. Depression also called โ€œthe bluesโ€ has been my long time companion. It has taken me a lifetime to heal. My iPhone predicts the words, depression, PTSD and C-PTSD for my text messages. After my Indigo dyeing class at San Francisco State, I enrolled in the Textiles Fine Art program at California College of Arts and Crafts (now known as California College of the Arts) in Oakland. I was married at the time and had become pregnant with our daughter Emily right before classes started in September. Emily was born on May 13, 1991. By the Fall of 1992, I was a single mom and an art student. An inheritance from my mother who died in 1995, allowed me to graduate and to buy my first home. I continued to work with indigo dyeing and created a large textile piece about my experience in Mexico. After many years of therapy and other healing modalities, I recently started painting on canvas. Part of that process has been a Soul Retrieval session to bring back my 4 year old self who loved to paint. I am feeling uplifted and encouraged after many years of recurring periods of severe emotional pain. Stay tuned for more details about my new work. One of my final pieces was a textile called โ€œOut of the Blues.โ€
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I returned to fine art in 1990 when I took at class in indigo dyeing at San Francisco State University. I was lucky that the instructor, Yoshiko Wada, and another student from her class, were in the East Bay so that we could carpool together. We would talk textiles on...
April 1st, 2021

Sex doll

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After work one night I was drugged by a co-worker. I woke up in his bed naked. He was not in the room. I felt 2 emotions very heavily and immediately. Shame and wrong. I remember looking around for my clothes in a panic. I don’t remember how I got...
April 29th, 2019

Broken Girl

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My abuse began at 7 years old at the hands of my 1/2 brother. This went on for almost 8 years. I never spoke a word because he brutally raped me… and my 3 year old sister. He used sharp items, which caused an enormous amount of vaginal scarring. I...
October 19th, 2025

My boyfriend

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8 years ago I got into this relationship with this boy, he made me feel seen, heard, and wanted. I donโ€™t remember much, but what I do remember was he tried to force himself onto me at a park with children around and got mad when I told him no....
March 13th, 2023

He was my younger brothers friend

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My younger brother who is over a year younger had a friend. I saw him often, and he came over to the house a lot. His friend is younger than me as well. He was always mean to me and excluded me when I wanted to hang out with them....
July 18th, 2024

Not normal

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Molested from age 2-14 then raped by adopted father. I ran away stayed in the system till I got married to high school sweetheart.
May 1st, 2019

I donโ€™t know if I was raped

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One night my boyfriend of three years was out with some friends drinking. When he came back home I was already laying in bed. We got into a little altercation and I could smell the alcohol on his breath. He was always a big drinker and I never liked that...
June 20th, 2021

Your truth will change someones’ life.

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Brave Miss World is the first time I knew someone understands the gravity and the depth of what sexual violence does to the souls of the victims but their families. The battle to reclaim my soul’s back is the hardest work I will ever face. The internal growth is where...
June 11th, 2025

Just Words

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Just words. You have trouble talking about these things. You realize you have trouble talking about a lot of things. You remember being excited about your first job at Dairy Queen. One of your friends works there and you know a lot of people work there as a summer job....
December 2nd, 2020

Mrs

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I think I may have been raped, nearly 20 years ago. I was staying at my boyfriends house (now ex) at the time. We were young (17) and I was a virgin as weโ€™d decided to wait to progress our relationship. One night I stayed over at his parents house,...
January 22nd, 2022

I blamed myself… Twice

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I was 18 and just started going out clubbing. Normally I wouldn’t get as drunk as I did, but I was fighting with the guy I was kinda seeing and the alcohol just got the best of me. I met a random guy and we kissed, I didn’t want to...
October 12th, 2023

Workplace Sexual Harassment

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As I write this story to you, please note that this sexual harassment case is still in progress. It began in December of 2022 when I worked as a contractor for a company named TEKsystems. I do IT work for Nutrien Ag Solutions. The first week I was there, I...
February 3rd, 2020

A story never told

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I was 21 when I was raped. I was at a bar and a man offered me a drink but little did I know that he had drugged it. The next thing I know is I was bent over a couch with something around my neck choking me as this...
August 18th, 2025

We go to the same church

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I didn’t have the best college experience. While at college there were several men who made inappropriate comments about my body, sent me lewd text messages, and would follow me around campus. I was already uncomfortable around men due to child sexual abuse so it all just heightened my anxiety....
November 3rd, 2019

No

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I was sexually assaulted at 10 years old. I need help.
September 23rd, 2019

No Comfort

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I woke up today feeling especially withdrawn. Iโ€™m sure it has to do with the thoughts I had last night of my latest rapist getting away with what he did to me. God it makes me sick that thereโ€™s been more than one. Sometimes the thought sends me directly to...
November 27th, 2024

I know when I see a rapist...

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The stalking, gaslighting, victimizing, and of course sexual abuse, were never okay with me. But you just don’t get that because you’re a predator.