Personal Stories

Within each victim of child sexual abuse there lies a story. It is a story that has severely impacted who we are today. We are family, friends, associates, employees, and our stories bring hope to those who are at every stage of their journey of recovery. So many of us have never told our story because we thought no one would believe us. Maybe we thought that it was our own fault that these vile events happened to us and that there isn't any point in reliving them. It is BECAUSE of these thoughts that we need to break the silence and share our experiences. From each other we will draw inspiration and courage and from that courage we will gain a voice that will be heard by other victims to inspire them on their journey to recovery. Sharing your story will not only help others; it will help you! . To read the entire story, simply click on its title

Sam’s Story

I’m sharing this because I am looking for a way to heal. I shared my story with friends many years ago, but they are the same age as me, and at 18 years old, they didn’t really seem to get it. I don’t think I did either. But this summer I found myself in a [...]

I Still Have My Voice

I’m writing this as a 28 year old man. After 8 years of a solid drinking problem, from the age of 18-25, I’m slowly but surely starting to try and deal with all those issues I was trying to cover up with the alcohol. The main issue, being sexually abused as a child. I went [...]

Obstacles

There are many obstacles I have had to overcome within a short amount of time. My life took a turn when I entered middle school. Nothing was the same after that.​ The incident began during the summer of my six-grade year, I had just finished elementary school. I was on a car ride with my [...]

Ida’s Story

My story..where I am now in life after 7 years of therapy..rerouting all of my cognitive behavior and learning how to think and feel and to actually allow myself to have normal body feelings, which I never had, right now I am having a rough time dealing with my loss of my loving animal, who [...]

The Boogeyman

When I was young, my grandmother told me stories of the Boogeyman. He would come out at night and punish naughty children. She said he lived in our attic. She was wrong. He lived in the bedroom next to me. The first time happened when I was seven and he was thirteen. My brother came [...]