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October 31st, 2018
Married to my Rapist
I was married to who I thought was a good man. We were together for 8 years, and I knew that he had once had a drinking problem but had conquered it. He began drinking again shortly into our marriage and, unbeknownst to me also started a cocaine habit that...
January 1st, 2021
I was neglected and used as a servant growing up. Toddler to teenager, I maintained a position of peace for my caretakers/parents. Even though it was consensual, at two years old what reasoning did I have? Only the instinct of appeasement for safety. The archetype was obedient servant, maid, wound-licker,...
December 23rd, 2019
I’m Finally Moving On
Growing up was hard. My childhood was traumatic. Life wasn’t great. But, here I am, moving on. From as far back as I can remember, I hated my life. I was never close to anyone in my family, not in the way family should be. I didn’t feel as if...
June 13th, 2019
Males are Victims Too
Iam a male and I am victim of abuse too, so I thought to share my story here too. I was probably around 5 years of age, happy kid as one should be. One day while I came out of the house to play, my neighbor’s son who was around...
August 29th, 2020
Why you should talk to your daughters about love
At 16 I began dating my first serious boyfriend. I kept it a secret from my mom since she made it feel like I couldn’t talk to her about anything, love, sex, school, nothing. I had recently turned 16 and he was 17 at the time. We went to the...
August 16th, 2020
Does the pain ever go away?
I really don’t know how to write this but I do want to try. I’ve been reading these stories for a while and have wanted to write my own but every time I try it’s too hard to actually put words down… I don’t know why this keeps happening. Every...
February 5th, 2020
I wonder if you are happy for what you did to me. Do you think about how I turned out or how I would’ve felt after you did what you did to me? I have never done to somebody what you did. Does it matter at all of how much...
April 9th, 2019
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September 28th, 2019
I Didn’t Know I Was Raped
Grass stains on my back and blood in my jeans I gain consciousness while my body is jerked like a rag doll My eyes focus on the hazy streetlights as I try to make sense of my surroundings I hear his zipper as he’s walking away So, I pull up...