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I work at a local rape crisis center. When survivors come to me; I start be believing
When I was 15, I had my first "serious" boyfriend. The relationship turned into an emotionally and sexually abusive one in which I was raped and sexually assaulted more times than I can even begin to count. I was in denial for several years and finally opened up to what happened to me with the help of my wonderful fiancé. However, after my coming to terms, I told my father. He was not supportive in the least bit. He minimized what happened and my abuser/rapist's fault and blamed me. He has since tried to take back what he said by saying he doesn't feel that way, but he doesn't act in a way that makes me believe him. Ever since I told him, I have been suicidal culminating in two attempts in the last few weeks. He knows how much pain his lack of support causes me so he says "I support you" but I know it's not sincere. My FATHER still does not believe ME.
Woke up the next day bruised and in pain completely naked, remembering very little. Thankful and scared I didn't remember. I was told shortly after what happened in detail my body going numb. When I managed to get away still not being able to feel hands arms feet legs face numb I told my sister. She never said anything she never called text nothing two days later she just said did u call the police.
I sat by the phone after I had been raped, sore and humiliated and still smelling of him, weighing up whether to call the police, or my mum. I was so scared and I couldn't get out of the house as the doors were locked. He was still upstairs. I called my mum. I had to be quick - I didn't want him to hear that I was using his phone. I hadn't seen her for a while but I didn't have anyone else, and I thought that she'd support me, and more immediately, that she'd help me escape. I told her I'd been raped and she said, "Are you sure? Why haven't you called the police? If it's really happened you should call them" She didn't offer to help, she didn't offer any support. Once it dawned on me that she really wasn't going to do anything, I just put the phone down. I didn't call the police - if my mum didn't believe me, what hope did I have with anyone else? I had to wait until late the next day before he would let me leave. I went home, threw all my clothes in the bin and sat in the bath, crying for ages. I changed so much after the rape, I got severe social anxiety, relentless panic attacks where I'd vomit or pass out, agoraphobia, too many PTSD symptoms to name here. I never trusted anyone again. I wish I could get those years back, I missed out on so much. The guy who raped me was never held accountable, and he went on to get another teenager pregnant. I never did tell anyone. It took me over fifteen years before I disclosed to my psychiatrist, who recommended that I see a counsellor. I don't blame my mum now, or I try not to, but I so wish that her response had been different. If she'd just said "I believe you" how different my life might have been.
I was raped by my boyfriend at the age of 13 I remember the day like it was yersteday. You know I wanted to say something but I was too scared of wat ppl would say. Coz we have been seen together for a while. Eventually the story came out at home that he had sexually abused me. And my older sister took me straight to the police station. It was the most horrifying day of my life. I was so scared n lonely n soo confused. Well the investigation took just over 5 months if I'm nt mistaking. And it was said that I had lied about the whole thing. I have never been so angry, embarrassed and humiliated in my life. And funny thing was nobody in my family took the time to talk to me about all this. They chose to believe that I had lied. I have been such a depressed teenager that they still dnt notice to this day. I cut myslef when ever I see him o think about him. I am suicidal and it scares me. I respect you women out there who can still stand strong even though no1 believes you. It is hard but we are made of steel and we will get through all of this. Just take baby steps.
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8/14/2013
I work at a local rape crisis center.
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8/5/2013
When I was 15, I had my first "serious" boyfriend.
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7/2/2013
Woke up the next day bruised and in pain completely naked, remembering very little.
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6/25/2013
I sat by the phone after I had been raped, sore and humiliated and still smelling of him, weighing up whether to call the police, or my mum.
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6/16/2013
I was raped by my boyfriend at the age of 13 I remember the day like it was yersteday.
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6/4/2013
I woke up last morning on my couch in searing pain, with the pig that did this sleeping next to me.
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5/23/2013
The attorney told me over the phone, “Chalk it up to bad experience and go find a nice guy.
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5/17/2013
Sometimes I want to die.
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5/3/2013
My daughter is 19.
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4/14/2013
There’s better living through painkillers.
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