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Right now I am a 20 year old female and I think about my rapists every year since then. It was during my summer break from finishing my freshman year in high school. I went to a friend's graduation party and I thought it would be safe since another friend drove me there. I was offered a beer then I drank some, I wasn't drugged or wasted, I was tipsy and I was fully aware of my actions. I consented to having sex with my friend that was graduating and it was fine until we got into going and I noticed someone hiding at the foot of the bed and I tried stopping my friend that was on top of me. He kept telling me it was nothing( I'm sure he thought I was wasted but I wasn't.... I noticed that large man at the foot of the bed). I tried leaving but then I realized my "friend" had "tag teamed" me. The guy at the foot of the bed tried holding me down and kept shoving himself onto/into me and I kept pushing him off with my knees and palming him in the face. I felt like I put up a big fight that he eventually tried hiding back at the foot of the bed while my "friend" tried to assure me it was just him even though the height difference was HUGE and then I slapped him across the face and ran out while trying to dress myself. I remember sobbing onto the street in the middle of the night having no idea where I was and who I could trust. I didn't know if I could trust the friend that drove me there... I just called someone to pick me up. I remember crying all the way back into bed secretly.
Let me tell you that I'm a 24 male. As a child, my father was afraid of society so he used to luck us all inside the house. Upstairs me and my siblings where I spent most of my childhood. We'd only go to school and some events but that's it. I have three events that Involve sexual abuse by members inside my family. First one is by my brother when I was 6 or 7. We were laying on the ground with a blanket on both of us. Then, he started to make things to me mainly involved touching under the blanket. I didn't tell anyone about this. I don't know why. Second event was at my grandparents house. I was older like 8 maybe. They had this big hall in the middle of the house with rooms on the corners. I was in the hall with my grandma. We weren't talking or anything just sitting there. Then my cousin showed up with his ponies hard outside his pants. He started to make gestures to me to come touch it or something like that in front of my grandma who was old so maybe she didn't notice anything. Nothing happened between us but again I didn't tell anyone about it and kept this to myself. Once again we were in his room, and he tried to make me sit beside him on his bed. At the time I knew this is wrong and I didn't respond. Third scene was with my father. I was home after school with my friend. I entered the house to go to my father and he waited by the door but still sees us. My father was sitting and I went to shake his hand and he extended his hand to my penis touching it in a quick move. I moved away but i felt like the most embarrassed kid. So my friend asked me after what did he do to you but I said he did nothing but he knew anyway. Even though I don't remember that happenning before but it didn't feel like a first time for me. My father was ill so my mum didn't sleep with him but when used ti gather and mun walks by my father would do thing to her like touching and stuff on her butt. So he did similar things to me I guess. Now Im 24 This the first time ever I share to anyone. I feel like this has affected my personality. How can I recover from this and start over? Is there a way?help please
It wasn't until an argument I had with a friend that I felt the need to express this. My friend was going off about this guy(20yrs) having sex with young girls(14yrs). The same guy raped my friend and almost raped me when we were drunk in a bathroom at a party. I didn't know how we ended up in the bathroom but it wasn't until I was repeatedly using force to get him off me when I snapped out of it and realized that this guy is stronger than me who also has the ability to rape me. I remember being easy on him at first because we did have a relationship two years before then broke his heart. It was not until that night we made contact since then so this was not a stranger. Luckily, I sobered up enough to fix my clothes and find my way out of the bathroom. All of my rape stories include people I have had meaningful relationships with or so I thought. When I was 15, a family friend I considered to be a brother I never had forced me to do things with him. We never had sex but at the time, I didn't think much of this. During the argument with my friend, what really set me off is when he called my boyfriend a rapist. I cheated on my ex(boyfriend at the time) with my current one(I know I am horrible). We were both highly intoxicated but I felt so bad about it that when I told my friends that I made it sound like I didn't remember it happening or saying stuff like he was more sober than I was when I knew what I was doing and wanted it to happen. While the stuff my friends were saying were convincing. I now know it was not rape after I was actually raped. I was hanging out with an old friend who I have known for years on his birthday. We had a few drinks but I was not wasted. While I was talking to me current bf at the time, we weren't official. I thought I could trust my friend not to do anything if I was being the flirty drunk because hes said hes been in the same situation and kept his word. I did tell him before hand I did not want to have sex. I have had sex with this person a few times(consensual). He started massaging my feet which I thought was fine but I was getting a bit uncomfortable. He then became pushy. Still uncomfortable, I pretended to drunkly move away. Theres an awkwardness to saying no especially if it's someone you know. I was clearly uncomfortable but when it actually happened, I became immobile. I was crying and wishing for it to be over. What really messed me up was that these people were people I am close to. I felt inhuman and that I deserved it. For a long time I lied to myself to make these situations seem better. I hope that others can differentiate consensual and nonconsensual. I've steered away from using the term "rape" but I am glad to have revealed these experiences as one of the first steps to becoming stronger
My first kiss was my cousin who was younger than me, it first started out as just playing house with the rest of my cousins til he started to wait til it was just me and him and he'd find ways to kiss me like wrestling i didn't want to keep doing it cause it was weird. I tried to convince myself that he wouldn't do it again especially since he was born with adhd so i just assumed that he didn't mean it intentionally till it went on till i was 14 (i was 12 when it started). My parents found out thru my boyfriend.. It wasn't easy to tell him about it cause i still convinced myself that it wasn't his fault plus my boyfriend even wondered why i didn't do anything but he was really strong and i mean like grown man strong and the worst part is that i didn't remember till a few weeks ago when i was 7 or 8 and his older brother would flirt and sneak in the bathroom when i was in there.. I don't know how i could forget but now im 15 and i still don't know how to coop with it cause i want to see my family but i don't know how to approach them because i 100% love my family with all my heart. But having him pull my face to his then thrust his tongue down my mouth with his hands constantly trying to pull down my shirt or fell me up and even put himself on me was just traumatizing..
I was raped by my boyfriend when I was 17. I tried to leave the relationship...he forced himself on me while I was screaming for him to stop. He threatened to kill me if I left him or told. He raped me again. I hid at a friends house and broke up with him. He threatened to kill himself and pulled a guilt trip....I called the cops (they did nothing because he made up a lie) The day of senior prom...I planned to go with my friends. He showed up and threatened me...I had to go with him or he would hurt me he said. No one believed me ...I was so scared. After prom, he raped me again. I ran away hid and turned off my phone. I told my high school's police officer and he said it didn't matter because I dated him so no one would believe me...he said don't even bother to press charges...I conested to sex whilet we were dating so its my fault. Well, not many people found out...of those who did...some didnt believe me. I earned a bad reputation... I lost many friends and couldn't trust men after. I still think he might find me. Women need support systems. I can't believe that even a cop couldn't support me. Those who knew made me feel like it was my fault. To all the women out there...it's not your fault. If you say no...thats that. Don't let anyone tell you that you deserved it or that you got yourself in that situation. Rape is wrong. It's wrong for an ex boyfriend to do it. Just because you agreed to it before, doesn't mean you don't have the power to say no.
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7/27/2015
Right now I am a 20 year old female and I think about my rapists every year since then.
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7/26/2015
Let me tell you that I'm a 24 male.
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7/25/2015
It wasn't until an argument I had with a friend that I felt the need to express this.
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7/22/2015
My first kiss was my cousin who was younger than me, it first started out as just playing house with the rest of my cousins til he started to wait til it was just me and him and he'd find ways to kiss me like wrestling i didn't want to keep doing it ...
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7/22/2015
I was raped by my boyfriend when I was 17.
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7/22/2015
When I was 3 I was rapped by my dad's best friend.
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7/18/2015
When i was 6 i was molested by my cousin and at first i didnt think it was wrong because i was to little to understand plus him and my family use to live with my grandma so it happened everyday until we got our own house and moved out wen i was 10.
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7/17/2015
I start believing in myself when believing in me was the only option I was molested last year which wasn't that long ago (February 1st) 2014 I remember the pain I felt I trusted my Auntie husband and he touch me in places nobody had before.
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7/15/2015
When I was 5 my stepfather was in the computer room and I did not know he was there.
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7/15/2015
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