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November 28th, 2018
The times when rape culture has got the better of me…
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When at a party, highly intoxicated, a boy thought it was okay to take kissing to mean forceful fingering, to mean trying to have sex even when there was blood everywhere, leaving her with a fear of sex contributing to a psychological problem called vaginismus, preventing her from enjoying sex...
October 31st, 2018
Married to my Rapist
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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...
September 4th, 2018
I don’t Know, but I Know
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We gathered on a Saturday at my BFFs pool. It went from 4 of us to a couple of dozen! I had some beers, not a lot really, but I fell asleep on a deck chair. I woke up in someone’s room. I was still in my swimsuit, but my...
February 23rd, 2018
#IAmBrave and together, #WeAreStrong
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Thank you Linor for highlighting the importance of sharing our stories with one another and the world. I was raped by my step father from 7-12 years old. The first times I told my mother, but she didn’t believe me. She said that it was a dream or that it...
February 5th, 2020
ptsd
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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...
November 11th, 2019
To inspire and encourage
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I was raped when I was 11 years old. Sodomized in the shower is a more accurate description of what happened that night. You see I forgot to lock the bathroom door and my dad went in to pee and saw me in there and that was when he decided...
April 9th, 2019
A Message from the Director

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December 23rd, 2019
I’m Finally Moving On
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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...
March 30th, 2010
He Never Apologized
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Most recently was when I lived with my ex-fiance. I was the first girl he’d slept with and I naturally had a much lower libido than him, but usually went with it anyway. One day he wanted sex when I was feeling really unwell. I told him I felt crappy...