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Yo estaba...
Home
at Someone Else’s Home
at Work
in School / University
in a Bar / Restaurant
in the Military
at a Social Event
Traveling
in a Service Setting
in a Religious Setting
Incarcerated
in a Public Space
Online or in a Digital Space
Other
La persona que me hizo daño era un...
Stranger
Acquaintance
Non-Romantic Friend
Casual / First Date
Spouse
Romantic Partner
Ex-Partner
Family Member
Authority Figure
Colleague
Minor
Me identifico como...
Asian
Arab / Middle Eastern / North African
Black / African / Caribbean
Hispanic / Latino / Spanish
American Indian / Alaska Native
Two or More Races
Native Hawaiian / Other Pacific Islander
White
Mi orientación sexual es...
LGBTQ+
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Lesbian / Gay
Bisexual
Pansexual
Queer
Asexual
Me identifico como...
a Man
a Woman
Transgender
Non-binary
Gender-fluid
Genderqueer
Me identifico como...
a Person with a physical disability
a Person who is neurodivergent
a Person who is deaf / hard of hearing
a Person who is blind or has a visual impairment
a Person with a speech or language impairment
a Person with an intellectual or developmental disability
an Immigrant
Yo era...
a Child
a Teenager
a Young Adult
an Adult
a Senior / Elderly Person
Cuando esto ocurrió, también experimenté...
Physical harm
Emotional abuse
Financial abuse
Human trafficking
Stalking
Verbal abuse
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I must have been around 4/6 when my sister started to ask me for ‘massages’ all over her body. She is 10 years older than I am. It felt wrong at first but I remember her telling me it’s okay because it’s just skin. I don’t recall her ever touching me. She asked me for oral sex also and this was our game. But I feel so wrong looking back now because I even recall asking her to play this game just one more time. So is this my fault? It’s never been something I’ve let affect me however the last few years I’ve thought about this more. I am 21(F) n...
I still don’t know if my abuse counts. I’m pretty sure it doesn’t. Or maybe that’s what I want to think. When I was 10, I was at my (at the time) best friend’s birthday party. I can’t remember much of the party itself, only that I had a white cardigan on. I remember the air smelled likes churros and popcorn. I can’t remember how I got to my friend’s bedroom. I only remember what happened there. The memory starts with me, standing in front of the bed. On the bed was Name, one of my friend’s older brothers. I remember staring at him for I do...
I have never shared the dark secrets of my past. Something, not sure what, is compelling me to put them down in writing. At the age of 15, I started having unwanted sexual encounters. The first experience, many would find somewhat harmless. First you should know, I always preferred hanging out with boys growing up. I went to a friend’s house one weekend, and there were only guy friends there. They all went in a room, and I was left in the living room alone. They then shouted my name asking me to join them. When I entered the room, they were wa...
Waking up and going to sleep knowing I am safe and at peace in my own home.
Don't be afraid to tell somebody, even if you're being threatened. It only makes things worse and none of it was your fault.
Healing is believing in good again.
Nothing or no one is ever hopeless, please never give up or give in
Hope is keeping the faith for a better day, knowing the advocates will help you every step of your Freedom Journey.
I believe you need hope to live. Without hope what do we have? To me hope is yearning for something better. Without hope my existence is pain.
Your not in this alone don’t let it affect me talk to someone who u can trust
My name is Name I am a lifelonglocation 1and relocated to location 2 3 years ago. I never thought in my most horrific Nightmares that I would have a devastating story like this to tell. But now I do and this is my location 2 life. Welcome to location 2. The land of delusion.
I have hope for you. Give yourself grace . Healing has NO TIME limit. You take the time you need . Feel the pain just don't stay there. Give yourself lots of grace and credit. You are HERE, you are STRONG, you are BEAUTIFUL, and you GOT THIS ! 💜🫶
I don't know. For ten years I locked my experience as far away in my mind as possible. Then I found a book with vacation photos from one of those vacations, and I had a dream. I want to heal, and I have come far, but I don't know if it is possible.
I was gaslighted to believe I wasn't worthy of anything better that him. Well I can tell you now, I know that was completely wrong!!!! I AM WORTHY!! I have found that peace and not walking on eggshells and in fear everyday IS HOPE.
Healing is possible for everyone. You might not forget, but you can still live a life worth living, a life that you love.
To my fellow survivor,
I am a 9 year survivor of sexual assault. I am proud to be sharing my story, and hoping my words can provide comfort and courage.
Something that was very important to me was reporting my rapist. Fear takes over our body, and we feel numb. I wanted to cocoon myself in a blanket and stay there forever. The thought of contacting law enforcement was terrifying.
Loving yourself will come, and when it does, it will open doors you didn't even know were there.
Don't wait, speak your truth now. You are not the one committing a crime if you report the abuse someone has caused. YOU ARE THE VICTIM. Speak your truth, waiting is only going to keep hurting yourself.
The Power of Hope: My Journey Through Adversity
I believe in hope. It is the beacon that has kept me alive throughout the darkest chapters of my life. My journey has been riddled with pain, but it is also marked by resilience and the unwavering belief that healing is possible.
Hope. I hope nobody has to go through the hell I did for 8 months. I hope you are believed. And I hope that one day, I can be in a crowded room, with many people I don't know, and not have a panic attack.
To my fellow survivor,
I want you to know that your silence doesn’t have to define your story any longer. For so long, I, too, carried the weight of secrets and pain, believing that silence would protect me from the shame, the memories, and the fear. But here’s what I’ve learned: silence only allows the wounds to deepen. Speaking up—sharing your truth—is the first step toward healing.
Give yourself grace and be patient with the process. There isn't a deadline on healing. To be honest, you may never get over the pain and trauma, but each day you choose to fight and live is another day you get to celebrate.
Healing is knowing that you are worthy, lovable, forgivable, valuable, smart, capable, funny, wanted, needed, strong, & so much more. It’s knowing that all the messes are now testimonies. It’s knowing you survived everything that tried to break you. It’s knowing that you should never give up. Always let your light shine and be yourself. Your people are going to love you for you so you don’t have to change anything about yourself.
Estimada lectora, la siguiente historia contiene lenguaje autolesión que puede herir su sensibilidad y algunos pueden encontrarse incomodos.
minha vo me trata mal.
a minha vo sempre preferiu a minha prima mais nova sendo q eu e ela sempre conversavamos sobre ela (obs:minha prima tem 7 e eu 11 n sei pq to aq kk) continuando ela semprefica falando q eu deixo ela na mao sendo q ssempre q eu choro ela fica toca carinhosa cmg dps ela finge q nada aconteceu, esses dias eu tava chorando por causa do meu vo por causa q ele ta mt mt doente mais ele ja ta fazendo traramento, ent ela veio ate a mim me abraçar e deixou minha prima de lado e eu e a minha prima sempre conversamos sobre essas coi...
Healing mean that one day I’ll be able to share my story with others and not feel guilt for speaking up about my experiences because they don’t define me. I will be a stronger and wiser person, and with that I can help others heal too.
Your pain is valid. Your experience was real. You are deserving of compassion. Just because there’s not a conviction that doesn’t negate the egregious wrong done against you.
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