Medio
Narrativa
Obra de arte
Yo estaba...
Hogar
En la casa de otra persona
en el trabajo
En la escuela/universidad
en un bar/restaurante
En el ejército
en un evento social
De viaje
en un entorno de servicio
en un entorno religioso
Encarcelado
en un espacio público
En línea o en un espacio digital
Otro
La persona que me hizo daño era un...
Extraño
Conocido
Amigo no romántico
Cita informal/Primera cita
Cónyuge
Pareja romántica
Ex-socio
Miembro de la familia
Figura de autoridad
Colega
Menor
Me identifico como...
asiático
Árabe / Oriente Medio / Norte de África
Negro / Africano / Caribeño
Hispano / Latino / Español
Indio americano / nativo de Alaska
Dos o más razas
Nativo de Hawái / Otros isleños del Pacífico
Blanco
Mi orientación sexual es...
LGBTQ+
Heterosexual / Heterosexual
Lesbiana / Gay
Bisexual
Pansexual
Queer
Asexual
Me identifico como...
Un hombre
Una mujer
Transgénero
No binario
No conforme con el género
Género queer
Me identifico como...
una persona con una discapacidad física
Una persona que es neurodivergente
una persona sorda o con problemas de audición
una persona ciega o con discapacidad visual
una persona con un impedimento del habla o del lenguaje
una persona con una discapacidad intelectual o del desarrollo
Un inmigrante
Yo era...
Un niño
Un adolescente
Un adulto joven
Un adulto
una persona mayor / mayor
Cuando esto ocurrió, también experimenté...
Daño físico
Abuso emocional
Abuso financiero
Trata de personas
Acecho
Abuso verbal
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Please don't be afraid to let someone know what you're going through or what you've been through. This isn't something that should be kept a secret, it really isn't.
something happened to me when i was drunk. i am not sure how to process it or if i am being dramatic. i live with my aunt and uncle, my aunt is blood and my uncle is through marriage. since my parents abandon me and my siblings when we’re young i have kinda started viewing my aunt and uncle as my parents. i like doing things with my aunt and uncle and one of the things me and my uncle will do is drink in the kitchen and dance, and we have done it before and nothing bad happened. this last time though we were drinking and dancing and were pract...
I keep telling myself that I am not there anymore. We are not there anymore. We are safe. We are so far away from where we were.
Look at a star. Look at how far the light has traveled just so you can see it. We are so far away, and the warmth still finds us again.
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I love you all out there!
You are not alone!
You are strong!
The abuse is not your fault!
This is not really a story, but I wrote a letter to my rapist which I will never send. I don’t want to keep it in, not be alone with it. I want somebody to hear me even though it’s not him that will listen.
I don’t know how I can miss and hate you so much, while still having so much love for you. You did the worst possible thing a best friend could do. You used the trust I had in you to benefit yourself and ignored my feelings along the way. I have so much love for you and I can’t show it, because you don’t deserve my love. You said you cared...
to those out there that maybe going through the same thing out there that i went through, just know that you are not alone, i beleive you, and please go seek out some professional help like i did i have been seeing a councelor since date because of my p.t.s.d. that i was diagnosed with, please do not think that you can handle this yourself because you cannot, it eats away at you peice by peice i know because when i came clean to my mother about being raped by my brother ricky and his girlfriend name back in date, back in date w...
no matter how mundane it seemed at the moment, or how your friends or family made you feel, you are so valid.
Healing to me means being open about my story, knowing how to talk about it with others and feeling strong after knowing that this happened to me
Just know that it's not your fault if this has also happened to you. You were not responsible for it, you were too young or fragile to know.
Healing for me is to view myself with compassion and put the shame onto them instead of continuing to carry it.
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Estimada lectora, la siguiente historia contiene lenguaje autolesión que puede herir su sensibilidad y algunos pueden encontrarse incomodos.
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I was sexually assaulted—violated—by a man I once admired, someone I trusted and looked up to. I was only number years old at the time, just starting out in the industry—doingjob, stepping into an industry I thought would lead to creativity, confidence, and success.
Im struggling to get my head around what to do and who to speak to. I was comfortably asleep and cuddling my boyfriend and had my head kind of on top of him, i woke up slightly and he was moving my hand to his crotch that was h*rd and at that point i was wide awake with my eyes still closed wondering what he was doing, i opened them a little and pretended i was moving in my sleep but he kept on using force moving my whole arm and hand to touch him and i didnt know what to do so i was still and he took out his phone like he was gonna take a pic...
I honestly don't know what this was, but if you went through anything similar and you're confused too, I get it. I'm 32 now and hadn't thought about my ex Name for a while; we dated when we were both 13. I was turning 14 in the end of June, he was turning 14 in the beginning of July, seems like we were meant to be. At least it felt that way at first.
Tenía alrededor de 6 años, cierro los ojos y es cómo si volviera a vivir en carne propia el recuerdo, me acuerdo del ruido de la televisión, el olor del desayuno que estaba comiendo, yo solo estaba viendo caricaturas. El, un hombre de alrededor 50 años me cargó y me acomodó en sus piernas, y deslizó su mano por debajo de mis panties, TENÍA 6 AÑOS y ahí empezó mi historia de abusó sexual, una historia que me hubiese gustado no tener que experimentar. Yo hablé ya que mi mamá siempre me había enseñado a que nadie podía tocar mis partes pero en es...
When I was 6-7 years old, I was pinned to my ottoman by my older brother (8-9 years) and my friend (6-7 years) and repeatedly kissed on the mouth by another friend (8-9). I told them to stop and put up a struggle but ultimately gave up and let it happen. Is this COCSA or an act of children not knowing boundaries?
There is hope in survivors coming together to share their stories and offer each other support, encouragement and understanding. We are stronger together.
I'm 9 weeks on from my assault and in the early stages of wedding planning. I'll never forget what happened me but I hope in time the good out weighs the bad.
Healing means to me coming home to an empty self and filling it each day with a me.
The hope is we survive, we thrive, and we find our voice. Don't let someone else take away your voice and your truth.
You can be brave
Healing is allowing yourself to be seen and known and loved, even when you are carrying all you have been through and everything that has made you feel broken. Healing is realising you don’t need to be ‘healed’ to be loved, by yourself or anyone else. Healing is knowing you are perfect and worthy just because you exist. Healing is finding home in your body again. Healing is being your own safe space.
A number of years on, I am still healing from my experience, but it begins to get a little easier as you build more positive memories beyond what happened to you in the past. Having a relationship that is healthy, and that we all deserve, is healing because I feel more safe now and I know my boundaries will be respected and I will be loved regardless of the level of intimacy. I am healing by enjoying experiences that make life feel worthwhile.
Trans ethnic adoption is a form of abuse. Finding your way back to your true home is possible no matter who has tried to get in your way.
Don't let your trauma be all that you are. You're more than what others may say. You're you, and that's what is so beautiful. Continue to fight, don't let what had caused you be this way, win once again. You're stronger than you think, we all are. Sometimes, we just need encouragement to see that. Good luck to all of my wonderful survivors, you're all different and coping differently, and that's so valid.
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