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I can’t help but have this daunting feeling when I think about the New Year. I’ve been feeling this anxious for a while, and now just a day away it feels even more inevitable. It’s been kind of hard to rationalise but I think I know where it comes from. I think it’s just being afraid of letting...

I don’t like what you’ve written. Though I think it comes from a good place, it comes across very judgemental, as though she was in some sort of control of what happened to her or could’ve prevented it. I read her story and didn’t think anything she did was out of line; what was out of line...

I was the same. I had no idea what to call what had happened to me (I was forced to perform oral sex - I’m sorry if that is triggering for anyone, it was difficult to write down but I think helps to understand my story). I had to use google to find the definition to verify my worse fears. Even...

I was so sure I had done something wrong. I spent months going back and saying in my head that I wasn’t enough in some way or wasn’t good enough. And that’s why he hurt me and left. I think it’s hard for friends and family to understand that in the short time I was getting to know him I felt...

What hurts most when I look back was his persistence. We met through Tinder (please hold back from being judgemental, I’m sure whatever you’re thinking I’ve already attacked myself for). We went to university in the same city and he had tried three times already to meet with me, until I finally...

Quite recently yeah. Since going back to university for my second year. It's been hard though, balancing work and therapy. Really haven't found much of a balance yet. It was always compromising one over the other. I'm just glad the semester is over. But therapy. It's still hard opening up; we...

I’ve always been torn over the idea of confronting. A few months after the incident all I wanted to do was run into him, knowing we were still in the same area and get my answers. “Why me?” was something that haunted me for a while, I was desperate for some closure. When we ended up going our...

I know, I think people understand only to an extent how realising that can affect you. I know, in my case, having battled with low self esteem and body dysmporhia I could almost stomach what he had done if I could rationalise it with he had wanted me and at least he had found me attractive. That...

Completely, especially with everything on the news: people coming forward with their ordeals and more abusers being exposed. I 100% stand by these victims, however long it took, to be so open about something so traumatising. Because they don't owe it to anyone to tell their story, but they're...

It's definitely it harder for me to trust men, and question a lot of their actions in general. My "relationship" wi Yh, you go through all that realisation and think, "why me?" And not in anyway because you wish someone else could take your place but just because you can't understand how...

I felt a new level of disgust and hurt when I read that r*pe is premeditated. I was so used to that thinking that it was something lustful, where the perpetrator just can't control themselves and needs you in that moment. But r*pe itself is a control thing. It took me many times over going...

I think I know what you mean. After my abuse I went through so much blame, believing I wasn't good enough and that's why what happened happened. Almost as though if I had more to offer then this person would have cared more and not hurt me in the way they did. Months on from it, I found myself...

Yeah, I still do. Knowing its not good for me, and after promising myself I'll stop. I stalk his social media, even look into his life through friends and family. Sometimes its a daily obsession, where his face can be the first thing I wake up to and seeing where he is in life right now is the...

I'm going through the exact same thing. My assault happened 7 months ago almost to the day. I went through that whole process of police interviews and video recordings almost in a daze. I hadn't even fully processed what had happened to me until a week later and even after that went through...