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August 5th, 2022
Stuck
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In 2018 I was sexually assaulted by two guys. One of them I was going to have sex with. But I wanted to do it vaginally. He wanted anal and I said no so he held me down and shoved it in. I was in so much pain. He pulled...
June 2nd, 2023
He Was Saving Me From Me
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I thought I wasn’t worth it Suicide I kept escaping it Depression, the shadow i hid in Screaming:: When will this mental illness end Couldn’t find someone to truly call a friend Felt like i lost my wind I was self destructing, didn’t know what it was like to be...
April 9th, 2019
A Message from the Director

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February 2nd, 2022
It wasn’t your fault
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It Wasn’t Your Fault The mere fact of being born a woman is enough to place you in a sort of danger for your entire life. Society still makes sure to place you there, and more importantly, to make you believe it is only your fault. And while I did...
April 14th, 2023
My “Father”
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When I was 10, my father twisted my mind into thinking sex was convenient and normal between a father and daughter. I was so small and innocent that I didn’t know what to believe, but I was too scared and weak to do anything about it. For the next 5...
June 3rd, 2021
he made me loose hope in love…
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I met this boy soon after leaving a long term relationship.. I was heartbroken and had my guard down when we began dating. Our relationship started as innocent “hookups” and turned into more. But he quickly became abusive. In my words i would say, he treated me like a piece...
November 8th, 2021
I was a child
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I’m 19 now. Everything stopped right before I turned 17 (when I left home to join the Armed Forces) While I was a child, I lived with my biological mother. I had 2 other siblings (a younger sister & an older brother) who were treated as if though they were...
February 24th, 2023
I can’t remember before it started
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I knew something was wrong but I figured everyone else was like that. My earliest memory is of being violated. Of pain and an indiscribable feeling of loss. If I were to lay it all out it wouldn’t make for a very readable story. There are only so many things...
December 12th, 2022
Forever Silent
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I grew up at my uncle’s house. He was a heroine addict and dealer. Many of his “friends” would come over for heroine on a regular basis. When I was 7 years old, three of his friends took an interest in me and would take turns visiting me in my...