Story #36

Some rapes don’t have DNA, they don’t have bruises or blood, they don’t have videos or proof and they are, juridically speaking, the most common ones and also the ones that will never be reported. The ones no one believes in, but also the ones that you will always carry with you.The man who raped me will always be a piece of shit, but I have to recognize him one thing: he committed the so-called “perfect rape” and I will never be able to press charges against more 

Story #35

I was lying down and hugging a guy, under a blanket, next to all our other friends. He took my hand and tried to put it on his private parts. At my refusal he insisted several times, even though I always refused. … read more 

Story #34

We saw a car moving slowly next to us, the man inside was looking at us, we ignored him and kept walking. A few minutes later we saw him again, this time he stopped as the traffic light was red. We didn’t understand why he was there again, as we looked at him more carefully we saw that his pants were unbuttoned and he was touching himself. We immediately started running and entered the nearest local shop to hide from him…. read more

Story #33

For seven months I received daily messages on my phone. I never replied. At the end, exhausted, I decided to block him on every social network. I really hoped it would never come to this, since he was a person I had been close with, and I would have liked to at least stay friends. However, that was not possible anymore… read more 

Story #32

He’d send pictures of self harm when I’d upset him, he’d grip my wrist when I was with him and said something he didn’t like, grab me roughly by the arm, squeeze bruises, and even punch me to the point of tears when “play fighting”read more

Story #31

I do remember what happened one of those nights. I don’t know if I had just fallen asleep or if it was late in the night, it doesn’t really matter. I remember that I woke up because there was something, someone, that was touching more

Story #30

On the same night, I tried cocaine for the first time. He didn’t force me to do it in any way. For six months after that nothing happened, but our relationship was starting to change. He would constantly get angry at me and I wanted to have sex with him less and less. …read more

Story #29

When I was 14, I was sexually hurt by an 18-year-old. I wasn’t ready for anything sexual, but he had started touching me and squeezing my chest. He left bruises on my chest and his handprint on my lower back when he would smack it. He would ask if I “wanted to” and I said noread more

Story #28

About 7 years ago, I started going out with my, at the time, best friend (I had known him for 11 years). He was sweet, kind and funny and I loved spending time with him. We soon noticed that we were becoming more than friends. One night we kissed, and soon after he became my boyfriend. I never thought that he, who was so gentle and kind, would later cause me to have so many  problems with my mental health…. read more 

Story #27

Every time I would go to his house he would always want to have sex or do something sexual but I just wanted to talk to him or do something fun, but he said that he wouldn’t let me come round unless I let him do stuff to meread more

Story #26

I was in an abuse relationship for about 6 years. I was married for 4 of those 6. I loved him with all I had, but in the end my love is what broke me! He was a heavy drinker and pretty controlling. As the years went on, the worse it got. At some point in all this I started to blame myself. Why am I not got good enough? more

Story #25

He apparently was however in the mood… He waited till I was asleep, to start touching me..! Fortunately I woke up because I felt his hands all over my body, I don’t want to know what would have happened if it has taken longer before I woke up… read more

Story #24

He was my first boyfriend. He kept trying to grope me and I told him to stop and tried to shake him off. It made me feel sick, I was supposed to want it, right?… read more 

Story #23

Two years ago, towards the end of summer, I was driving home after a dinner at a friend’s house and I decided to stop for gas on the highway. I got out of the car and as I was filling it up a man attacked me from behind. I couldn’t move. He beat me up and ripped my shirt off…. read more

Story #22

When I was around 8 or 9, me and my cousins would always play fight and make up games. One evening however, my cousin told me to come into his bed and he started touching me in all my private areas…. read more

Story #21

I was 7 years old and my grandpa took me and my sisters out for a drive. He told us he would teach us how to drive and we were all very excited. My turn was first and he let me sit on his lap to take control of the steering wheel. He then put his hand in my pants and was touching meread more

Story #20

As soon as we got there we started watching a film and he tried to kiss me. I know it could sound like an excuse, but I was definitely drunk, and in that moment I went along with it. He tried to go further and when I finally understood what was going on and that I didn’t want it at all, I asked him to stop. He didn’t stop…. read more

Story #19

We’d been friends since I started college, he invited me over for a party and was already drunk when I got there. I asked for a soda and he put alcohol in it without my knowing. He led me upstairs to his room and pinned me to the wall and started kissing me and trying to take my shirt off. He was much stronger than me and I feared if I fought I would get injuredread more

Story #18

Although he ended up moving out of the state last year and he hasn’t touched me since then, I was so terrified i refused to leave my room for anything other than school, i refused to walk anywhere and I was and still am terrified of being alive. I still don’t know if it’s my fault that it happened or notread more

Story #17

One of the guys in my group told me that if I wanted I could stay at his place. Once home, I discovered the sad truth: I wouldn’t have slept in one of the free rooms despite having asked him several times. He insisted that I slept in his room with him. I went to bed trying to lay down as close to the edge as possible. He started to be slimyread more

Story #16

As I started driving I felt that someting was wrong. I kept feeling a strange pressure on my back, and some movements on the seat of the scooter. At first I tought that maybe he just couldn’t fit in the scooter seat, so I scrooched a little bit forward, to make room for him, but I kept feeling him moving and the more I moved forward, the more he did tooread more

Story #15

I was standing in the middle of the aisle on the bus and I felt someone behind me pressed against my butt. I thought it was just because of the crowd that he had to stay so close to me, but then I realised that he was intentionally rubbing his pants against my assread more

Story #14

When I was little my dad physically and sexually abused me, he would bring in this other woman that would help him as well (all this happened when my mom went to work).
My dad said If I told my mom he would kill her so I didn’t say a more

Story #13

I still have no recollection of what happened leading up to me being in a locked room with 3 guys, they took turns raping me sometimes 2 at a time I have never felt pain like that, not just physical but mental and emotionalread more

Story #12

I was new to parties so i didn’t know not to set my drink down.. which is exactly what i did to go to the bathroom and i came back and drank it.. but someone had spiked it. that night i became a sexual assault survivorread more

Story #11

After being sexually abused, girls usually don’t want to attract attention on themselves anymore. For me it was different, I didn’t care at all. My boyfriend took something from me, my innocence. Sex became meaningless and since it didn’t matter anymore I just wanted to have fun.  … read more

Story #10

He was my boyfriend, we were together for almost 4 years. Once at a house party he got really drunk so I decided to take him upstairs and let him sleep for a bit. I told him to lay down and sleep but with his 6ft height and almost 90 kg, he easily pushed me on the bed. I said plenty of times that I was tired and mad at him and it wasn’t a good time for anything. I directly said “NO” but he didn’t listen. He put his body on mine and without any warning just started taking off my skirtread more

Story #9

It ended as it began: with his hands wrapped round my throat. I never thought he would hurt me, and when he let his hands touch my neck the very first night in my bedroom, I dismissed this as a normal sexual expression. Our friendship group in college thrived off us getting together, initiating adventures, and bringing more people together. We became known as the power couple and the same person. “Where’s your shadow today?” my friends would sayread more

Story #8

One time I went to visit a friend. We went to a pub. When the pub was about to close someone grabbed my ass. I turned around and saw a group of men. No one wanted to admit that it had been him. Afterwards on the street, one of them came up to me and told me it was his legal right to touch my ass. There was no point in fighting back ….read more

Story #7

Just over a year ago, I found myself in a situation I never thought I’d experience in my life. The 3rd of January 2019 I had an ivg. For those who don’t know(I didn’t at the time),an ivg is a voluntary termination of pregnancy. I’d like to call it that way because I think that the word “abortion” makes everything more painful and violent than it actually is read more

Story #6

I was raped. I was used as a sexual object, to satisfy the needs of a predator. I did not give consent. It has taken me a long time to see that I shouldn’t be ashamed by what happened to me and that it was not my fault. My heart was broken, my life was turned upside down and my trust shatteredread more

Story #5

I was drugged and raped at a work party. I do not have many memories of this night, except for how I felt, what I still carry with me. I was immediately so ashamed. So ashamed that this was somehow my fault. I would get into trouble, have to be punished for “having sex” at more 

Story #4

I was staring at myself in the mirror and I wouldn’t believe that was me. I was having a few negative days and that was the one thing that must not happen: I’ve ordered some new bikinis online and they’ve finally arrived but they didn’t fit as my mind wanted them to fit like…. read more

Story #3

I still remember, my app was set up on a calorie goal intake of 1200kcal/day but my brain was set to 600kcal.Everyone was complimenting me for losing weight, my aunt was so excited that I felt like she was liking me more just because I was skinnier. I was so happy, or at least I thought I was. The reality is that I was scared of food, scared of carbs, and anything that in my mind would make me fat. read more

Story #2

When I was about 6 years old, maybe a bit older, maybe a bit younger (it’s hard to set timepoints of childhood memories), we used to go to my grandparents’ house every week. Once there, my grandfather would ask me to go with him to another room before joining the rest of the family. …. read more

Story #1

When I was 17, I got into my first serious relationship. He told me he loved me, that I held the keys to his heart. I remember, he used to throw stuff around when he got mad, once he threw a punch through the wall. Another time he destroyed his wardrobe. But I thought he would never hurt me, because he promised me he loved me. …read more