It started when I was about to hit my teen years with my dads aunt who asked me to perform sexual favours for her, shed say I must stick my fingers inside her and look away while she enjoys the pleasure……fast forward years later I started staying with my dad and told him everything but he also took advantage if me sexually but because everyone said his such a great guy I never said a word even today I feel like I’ve let myself down. I don’t know if I really Said no
Rape in a College town
I was 21 years old and living in East Lansing, Michigan. My best friend came to town to visit for a weekend. We went out to the bars downtown and started chatting with two guys who looked around our age. I made the mistake of letting them buy me my 2nd drink, which they drugged. The next thing I knew, I was waking in and out of conciousness at my apartment in my bedroom. Each time I woke up, a different guy was on top of me. They finally finished and let me alone and naked in my bed. My friend was passed out downstairs on the couch and they never touched her. They left a planned B kit on my nightstand. I took it and never went to the hospital because I was ashamed. Looking back now, I wish I would have pressed charges, I wish I wouldn’t have blamed myself.
My name is Nwabisa. A friend of mine recently told me about this website. It’s such a touching and necessary platform, and I thank you for giving people the opportunity to share.
I have written a short poem that I would like to submit. Here it is below. You may publish t anonymously or with my name, it doesn’t matter. I just wish to have a voice in this important dialogue.
The quiet woman
She lays legs open, bleeding from her thighs, raped by the cultural patriarchy that’s seen her say her goodbyes
to the self-respect that once coloured her walls
Violence, crime, rape, all of it, she saw.
Babies having, killing, maiming, raping, other babies.
She weeps from her backbone.
The most collected part of her body, struck.
Shattered by a government that doesn’t give a fuck.
it always follows me
it happen to me three times already. everyday its still a struggle to wake in the morning and tell myself that everything is going to be fine. i look at the men god gave me and say how lucky i am to be alive and to have met such a beautiful soul that god created. i was watching 3talk and i discover that i am not alone in this cruel world of being abused, violated, and some one stilling the only thing that i hold dear, they stole my pride, now i can not even give my husband a child because of what happen to me.
my uncle abuse me i was only five when he did that to me, i often ask myself did i look like a women as young as i was? what did he feel when he was on top of me while i was crying telling him that u are hurting me?.how on earth am i going to forgive him. he open up a door for stranger to do that to me. basel never got arrested because our system is fucked up.they lost the case file and i was 7 year old.mxolisi said if i went to the police he is going to come back after three hours. he is going to be a free men. i want to know, how can i find closure in all this ?how do i make piece when our justice system failed me?how do i forgive.
I was only 6yrs old the 1st time, never told it would happen again.
I was 6yrs old first time going to school and everyday me and my twin brother walking to school together and back,
My mother always said to me don’t walk alone they will steel you and I was scard to walk alone, one day afther school I couldn’t find my brother waiting outside the school, and a friendly man that was always droping off his girls at shcool, he said he’ll walk me home, I knew we were walking the wrong direction I was scared and couldn’t say anything, he took me into the woods near my house and sexauly abused ma, I screemed and cried because it was painful. He started hutting be. When I woke up he was looking for something to hurt me more. A small voice inside me said run. I run home crying and pray that everything was a dream, at age 15yrs old I was sexualy abused again by my older sister friend, I was so scared of man because they always hurt me, I started dated and older man because he seem to cared about me but at age 23yrs old he wanted sex and I siad no, he started beating me up, ribbed my clothes off my body and raped me, I trusted him, he was surposse to love me. I hated all man and I became afraid of man afraid to go out of the house, Afraid of live. God helped me and today I’m ready to talk about it. Thank You God.
I need help I was raped
I’m a student at varsity and I don’t stay with my parents I stay where I am staying. Last year on the 19March I was raped by a guy who was asking me out !I haven’t told my famIily because I’m afraid that they will judge me because the guy is foreign. Only my friends know about this and its killing me inside because and now I seriously need help. I did open a case but now it seems like my case will just disappear.