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Yo estaba...
Home
at Someone Else’s Home
at Work
in School / University
in a Bar / Restaurant
in the Military
at a Social Event
Traveling
in a Service Setting
in a Religious Setting
Incarcerated
in a Public Space
Online or in a Digital Space
Other
La persona que me hizo daño era un...
Stranger
Acquaintance
Non-Romantic Friend
Casual / First Date
Spouse
Romantic Partner
Ex-Partner
Family Member
Authority Figure
Colleague
Minor
Me identifico como...
Asian
Arab / Middle Eastern / North African
Black / African / Caribbean
Hispanic / Latino / Spanish
American Indian / Alaska Native
Two or More Races
Native Hawaiian / Other Pacific Islander
White
Mi orientación sexual es...
LGBTQ+
Straight / Heterosexual
Lesbian / Gay
Bisexual
Pansexual
Queer
Asexual
Me identifico como...
a Man
a Woman
Transgender
Non-binary
Gender-fluid
Genderqueer
Me identifico como...
a Person with a physical disability
a Person who is neurodivergent
a Person who is deaf / hard of hearing
a Person who is blind or has a visual impairment
a Person with a speech or language impairment
a Person with an intellectual or developmental disability
an Immigrant
Yo era...
a Child
a Teenager
a Young Adult
an Adult
a Senior / Elderly Person
Cuando esto ocurrió, también experimenté...
Physical harm
Emotional abuse
Financial abuse
Human trafficking
Stalking
Verbal abuse
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This is pretty hard to write, but I need advice. I was somewhere in between first and third grade when I was sa. I was really close to this one friend and all I really remember is being in their basement a few times and them touching me inappropriately. I don’t think I ever told them to stop though, so idk if this counts. I also told my old therapist, but they said they didn’t need to report it. I have a new one now and I’m not sure if I should tell them and If I’m just being over dramatic.
Healing is so complicated, and difficult. I didn't tell anyone about my sexual assault or rape until five years later when I left the military. About one year ago I began therapy to process those events and their lasting effects. There is so much to process and unpack, and we are nowhere near close to being done. However, therapy is helping me in so many ways. I have learned so much about myself. One thing in particular I have learned is that healing is not linear. Also the goal of healing is not to "be better," it's to heal. There is nothing...
Healing is taking control of the part of your story that you previously thought you had little control over. The beginning of middle of your story isn’t the finished product!
Learn to forgive. Don’t carry the anger you had because it will break you. Part of that is also learning to like who you are. Easier said than done for sure, but worth the effort. Counseling was extremely helpful and I still use some of the skills my counselor taught me. You were victimized, it’s not your fault.
I want to think about the abuse less. I don’t want to feel like a textbook example of an abuse survivor. I want to conquer this and love my family deeply and without fear of the trauma hurting them too.
To my fellow survivor,
I want you to know that your silence doesn’t have to define your story any longer. For so long, I, too, carried the weight of secrets and pain, believing that silence would protect me from the shame, the memories, and the fear. But here’s what I’ve learned: silence only allows the wounds to deepen. Speaking up—sharing your truth—is the first step toward healing.
We made it! we are on the other side of this now. No longer victims and living a different life now. May you have peace and freedom and go out there and challenge yourself, no one can hold you back now. We have made it we are never ever going to be who we were before the abuse, but today today we know who we are, what we absolutely will not tolerate and what we want for our lives and if you have just started on the journey know that it is long and one and don't ever blame yourself for the abuse. Celebrate You in every way!
Healing is possible. Take a deep breath for me. As cliche as it is, know that you are not alone. Your story is yours to share when you are ready, but I promise you that when you take that leap, so many people will be there to catch you.
You are so loved.
It will get better, it will get easier to live and actually be conscious of the life you have and the life you could have. At the start it can be difficult, you may feel alone but truly you aren’t. You may feel failed, and together we can push through that and change it into a positive in helping others speak up, requesting more changes and penalties and raising awareness
Healing is knowing that you are worthy, lovable, forgivable, valuable, smart, capable, funny, wanted, needed, strong, & so much more. It’s knowing that all the messes are now testimonies. It’s knowing you survived everything that tried to break you. It’s knowing that you should never give up. Always let your light shine and be yourself. Your people are going to love you for you so you don’t have to change anything about yourself.
Estimada lectora, la siguiente historia contiene lenguaje autolesión que puede herir su sensibilidad y algunos pueden encontrarse incomodos.
I'm sorry this happened to you. I'm so glad you’re who you are. This is not your fault. Whatever reaction you are having is normal, and I love you. You are loved.
My hope comes from doing what I can for those who were dealt worse hands than me in the aftermath of their sexual abuse as a child. Not to mitigate the experience I went through, but I know I am personally more well-off than others having gone through a similar situation, as fucked up as I still am.
Life will be so difficult, everyone has different stories and very different perceptions.
You are not alone and there will be somebody who loves you for you and respects you for you.
You are worthy of love and happiness, respect and kindness, honesty and loyalty.
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Loving yourself will come, and when it does, it will open doors you didn't even know were there.
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Waking up and going to sleep knowing I am safe and at peace in my own home.
Hope is the silver of light left when you are surrounded by darkness. It is love in its greatest form 💕
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We believe in hope.
To every survivor reading this, I want you to know that there is light beyond the darkness. Your strength may feel fragile right now, but it is there, waiting to guide you through. The pain you’re experiencing is real, but it does not define you. You are more than the sum of your struggles.
Keep fighting and keep Goign don’t let theme silence you ok .
You are strong, and you will overcome this. This isn’t who you are, it’s part of your story, and someday you will use it for better.
From one survivor to another, you are so strong. You were strong during, and you are strong after, that has not changed. I’m proud of you for being able to leave because that is never easy, and even if the healing isn’t easy, please keep looking forward, don’t look back.
I had posted something before and I don't know if it's okay to post this here but I hope it is.
I am so angry right now and just had to get this out.
My Loved One’s suicide attempt. Multiple attempts if we are being accurate.
I want to start by telling you, I am no stranger to the suicide world and suicide ideation.
Estimada lectora, la siguiente historia contiene lenguaje autolesión que puede herir su sensibilidad y algunos pueden encontrarse incomodos.
To me healing is being truly honest with yourself & accepting & forgiving yourself. Being able to find a way to release the pain of the past. Give yourself a break. Love is what matters.
You are not alone , there is always hope and you didn't deserve what you went through, you are loved , none of this was your fault
Poem - You can be happy again
I watch the people as they fight, hold hands, pretend, wear the mask
The secret to happiness what is it, where is it?
It comes in waves it doesn't stay, it isn't something you can create or destroy
It's natural the feeling of happiness, it's sometimes like a burst of energy and excitement all wrapped up into one, and sometimes it's quiet and calm and peaceful
Never return to the individual(s) who were responsible due to retaliation. Everyone makes mistakes & may not always know what the outcome is until it's too late after it occurs. When someone reports it to a lot of people, it gets out there and there's no taking it back. Too many people know of it. It can make or break you as a person.
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