January is National Human Trafficking awareness month. In that light, we have started a short series on the dangers of Domestic Minor Sex Trafficking in Texas. This page will feature many links and resources if you’d like to find out more. I’d like to thank RansomedLifeTexas.org for all of their hard work in Bexar County […]Special Series: Sex Trafficking in Texas — Texas: Slang for Crazy
A New York man and a Massachusetts woman are accused of running two brothels out of Framingham homes.Man, Woman Accused Of Running Brothels In Framingham — CBS Boston
Nollywood actress, Victoria Inyama, has countered the stance of her colleague, Anita Joseph, who few days ago faulted the statement made by some married women that their husbands raped them when they weren’t in the mood for sex. Inyama Anita had in a video made with her husband, argued that a woman cannot claim her husband raped […]
A letter to all men
Content warning. Graphuc depictions of sexual assault and violence
AMERICAN FORK, Utah (ABC4 Utah) – Wherever Dayton Racer went he left a trail of victims. A deputy Utah County attorney said at least eight women were sexually attacked by the former collegiate wrestler. “He is essentially a serial date rapist,” said Julia Thomas with the Utah County attorney’s office. Racer was sentenced earlier this […]
I have a story and I hate it! I was date-raped at college….. So, I got flowers from some unknown person, I was a little scared! But I thought it might have been this guy that kept saying hi to me in the hallways of the college. He seemed harmless. His name even made me […]
A Spoken Word Piece
Submitted by: Empress Colleen
He said if I tell anyone he will kill me
I didn’t want to die so I didn’t tell,
I hid that secret very well.
He asked me how I feel?
I said fine.
What the hell do I know? I was nine.
I said I will tell my mother he said he didn’t care,
if she cared about you she would have never left you here.
Now allow me for one moment to get things clear
and I don’t give a damn who I anger in here.
But how can a mother sleep good at night
knowing something with her daughter just isn’t right?
He thought this was a joke but I had to keep playing
didn’t know my innocence was actually straying.
They say stop talking about it let it go sweep it under the rug.
They didn’t know all I wanted was a simple hug.
They lie when they said one size fit all.
These nasty perverts touching children from small.
Years built up of anger this thought never left my mind.
I wish someone can take away all my pain,
so I would never have to go through stress again,
no more walking in the rain
time to break these chains
wish there was less to lose n more to gain.
No more waiting in vain,
wish things can go back to normal or being the same.
I just need you to know you don’t have to be ashamed.
Sexual abuse is not a game.
Submitted by: PB
This is not a story of rape but a disturbing story of betrayal and somewhat incestual.
Grew up with parents and two brothers. One two years older and the other younger than me. In my teen years I was very active in high school – participated in the swim team, engaged in modern dance and junior year a cheerleader for the football team. Lots of good friends, both male and female.
My older brother had no friends at all. His only hobby was photography and actually had his own studio set up in our basement.
My parents were abruptly called in for a conference. Almost immediately there-after they kicked my bother out of the house. He joined the service and had remained the black sheep of the family ever since.
Never knew the real story until recently. He passed away and a friend and I went to clean out his apartment. On the shelf I found a shoebox filled with sealed envelopes – some marked $10 and others $20. They were nude photos of me! Some topless at my dressing table brushing my hair and others nude stepping in and out of my bathtub back from the time he was selling them to guys I knew at school. Just my photos in that shoe box. He had a computer but nobody had the password since he passed abruptly. Safe to assume it was filled with smut.
I look at those photos and try to determine just where he had that camera placed. Was it in his hands when taken or some kind of mechanical means to snap the shutter? If so, how did he know when I was unclothed? Best guess he was hiding in my closet.
He had a few really weird friends. I recall back then the neighbor boys had this unforgettable fascination with me back then. Wonder if that is why? They were young, maybe 14 or 15 at the time. I still have the same grouping of friends. Wonder how many have copies of these in their sock drawer to this day?