I was 16 I had so many dreams. Because I never thought I’d make it past 14. I reconnect with an old friend. We kiss at a party and oh he’...

My name is Sara, and I am a survivor of sexual trauma. It was July of 2018, shortly after my 22nd birthday. I was talking to a guy that I...

I was 5, I was 6, then I was 7. He was like a grandpa to me. I remember we were very religious at the time, going to church, having daily...

I have struggled with this lingering thought for a long time, "was I molested?" I have no clear memories of my childhood in fact I don't ...

I cannot verbally say, "I was raped" or even, "I was sexually assaulted." I was drunk and I was too scared to fight because I kept blacki...

The only early memories I have are of being abused. I can feel the gaps in my childhood the way you feel the space in your mouth where a ...

I was a freshman in college when he first messaged me on Twitter. He noticed we were into the same type of music and he honestly admitted...

No Muscly Women, Please It wasn’t until years later that I made all the small connections. I couldn’t have known fully then, but there wa...

Everything I Want You to Know I want you to know that I was nineteen, The first time I told someone That I loved them. I want you to know...

“You’re so beautiful.” We met a few days before the assault, he was really nice and a great person to talk to. He gave me no reason to su...

None of my earliest sexual experiences were consensual. Not really. Of course, I thought they were at the time, but I have since learned w...

Debunking stereotypical, often racist views, about going abroad to Uganda for an internship was something I pushed for. Now after what ha...

I'm learning to accept the parts of me that are broken. The parts of me that are small, the parts of me that are frightened, the parts of...

One year and eight months ago. To this day, I still have PTSD symptoms. We were stargazing in the middle of a field on the back of his pi...

I’ve felt guided to share my story for some time There are so many different reasons for keeping matters as such hidden Some things heal ...

After some years of moving and juggling my life around, I decided to take a break and be an au pair, so I moved to Ireland. I had just br...

She got away with it for two years, the constant touching. She was twice my size and very aggressive, and she'd do it nearly everyday, we...

Truths are hard to share when you're confused about their validity. Everyone has gone through uncomfortable or traumatic experiences in t...

Last year was horrible. I hated myself and I hated that I still wasn’t healed. I hated that I still cried over the situation. I hate that...

The reason I’ve waited so long to tell my story is partially because of fear—I was afraid that if I talked, I’d have to suffer through th...