I was raped by my ex boyfriend. He told me he cared then he raped me. It was him and 2 other guys, one of who was supposed to be my best friend... you know the one that protects you... me and my friend were sitting on the couch and they came in my house, grabbed me and raped me!! I had so many mixed feelings, anger, depression, fear, and guilt. I couldnít take it. I tried to kill myself but thanks to my mom who rushed me to the E.R that did not work. And now I am happy that it didnít work because I wouldnít have the wonderful person whom I am with now... My boyfriend has helped me to become confident again and I owe him the world. He lets me cry and just lets me tell him how I feel. He never tells me how I should or should not feel. I still have the dark place in my life that will never go away completely... But as days go by... and weeks turn into years I am slowly learning to trust again. Thanks to the people who created this site... It lets me know that I am not alone...
by nicoleon 21 Jun 2005
April 8th 2005, I was at a friendís house and she invited lots of people around for a party. By the time they arrived I was very drunk because I had at least half a liter of vodka. The next morning I awoke to find I had been raped by two 16 year old boys! I was only 14 and I still am! I hang around with the boys now and I can not believe what they did to me!
by Honey on 20 Jun 2005
This is very hard for me, I have never really acknowledged what happened until recently when someone asked me if I had ever been raped. I was 16 years old and my older (at the time) stepbrother groped me while I was lying on the couch. I held me hands up as I didn't want him to touch me. Afterwards, I went into the bathroom turned on the faucet and cried on the floor. I felt sick. I tried to avoid him as best I could but it's hard when you live in the same house as your abuser. This continued for about 2 years, all the while I never told anyone. My father cheated on my mother when I was 8 and married the woman he cheated on without telling my sister or I, pretty much adopted her family and forgot about me and my sister. I felt like I didn't have a father. I went for any type of male attention so I kept allowing my stepbrother do these things to me even though I didn't want him to. He physically hurt me, and I hated myself. I knew something was wrong with him when I found out he tried to do the same thing to my little sister. I don't really know how to explain it but I developed some sort of feelings towards him and he made me believe that I wasn't good enough for anyone and that I couldn't live without him. So I continued to let the sexual abuse happen. This whole time I told him I didn't want to do this anymore. I became physically sick and gaunt, my grades dropped in school, and I withdrew myself from the world. Finally my mother and his father got divorced and I am free, but I still feel ridden with guilt and shame because I continued to let it happen.
by Amanda on 20 Jun 2005
When I was about 13, my mum had divorced my dad and I followed my mum. After that she married a recent boy friend of hers who also had a son. I feel so ashamed of this. I just canít hold it in anymore! I feel so sick thinking about it but... here it goes: On the first day I met mums boyfriend Mark and his son David, they seemed... I dunno... kinda strange but I thought nothing of it. One night my mum and my step-dad planned a night out dinner with just them, leaving my step brother and me at home. I was on the couch watching TV, when my 15 year old step brother walks in and pushes me on the couch. I thought he was playing a game, I told him to get off me. But he just laughed and said: ahahahaha no ones going to help you now. Then he undid my zipper of my jeans and starting having intercourse with me, I was so afraid, I had no Strength. The next day, he pretended nothing happened. One night my mum and my step brother went out to get some medicine because he was sick. My step dad then said out of the blue, want to have sex?, I tried to run away but he pinned me down and starting molesting me. He then carried me into his room on his bed and tied me up. He then did every inhumane thing he could to me. After, he just untied me and got dressed and went out, I felt so ashamed like it was my fault, I started crying and crying, locking myself in my room. This continued for 3 years. Now, I am 16 and David has moved out. I never told anyone but I do wish that my mum or my friend finds out about this. This incident has changed my life forever, I am never the same now...I feel like my life was completely drained from 3 years of hell.
by Mariah C. on 19 Jun 2005
Hi, I'm Tracy and I have never told my story to anyone before. Sometimes I think that my story is not as serious as the ones that I have read. Anyway, here it goes. I was raped when I was 19 and I am now 23. It was December and I had just finished my last final exam for the semester, so I went out to the bar with a friend to celebrate. My friend and I had a lot to drink. My friend met this cute guy and he invited us to a party. I really did not want to go, but my friend really liked this guy. I thought I'll be around people and my friend will be there if anything were to happen, so eventually I agreed. I regret that decision to this day. This guy then introduced me to his friend, Dustin. We danced for awhile and then we all got into a cab and drove to this guy's place. My friend went off with this guy and left me alone with Dustin. We started making out on the couch. I told him right from the start that I did not want to have sex with him and he said he understood. I was okay with making out with him because I wanted to experiment. I was really drunk and ended up passing out for a few minutes I think. Then, when I woke up he was inside me. I remember feeling confused and in shock of what was happening. He soon stopped and I ran to the bathroom and called for my friend to take me home. I told her that I was sick and to this day I still haven't told her the truth. I didn't want her to blame herself. I felt robbed of my innocence and I was in such denial for the longest time. Hopefully, telling my story will lead me on the path to healing. Thank you for your time.
by Tracy on 19 Jun 2005
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