Sexual Abuse Survivor Story

Sexual Abuse Survivor Story

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Dear Wattpad Readers, My name is Ella, and I am a sexual abuse survivor. I wanted to get my story out there, in the hopes to make a difference. To any sexual abuse survivor, people who are currently dealing with sexual abuse, or to anyone who wants to read my story. I want to give people hope, that one day life WILL get better and that the abuse they went through/going through is not their fault. I want them to know that they can get help even if they feel like people will not believe them or judge them. I personally, have dealt with guilt for the abuse I went through when I shouldn't have, because I wasn't the one committing the abuse. I was the victim. My abuser made me feel as if I was the one at fault. That if I didn't do as he wanted..."I didn't love him." I also want to get the message out that sexual abuse does occur, and it is wrong in any form (obvious to many, but not to some). I've been thinking about writing out my story for years, but I have never been "ready" or brave enough until now. "Ella Mayes", is not my real name and I wish to remain as Ella through Wattpad so I can go about my normal life with some privacy. Don't feel afraid to contact me at any time though, I am more than happy to respond to any message sent to me. The story I intend to write is based off of real sexual abuse experiences. Please know that the actual characters, age of the main character, setting, and life timeline is fictional. The sexual abuse experiences/incidents in the story, are in fact, real and what I went through and are graphic. This is how I will feel safe in telling my story. While my family knows what I went through, many of my friends don't. I know it may be strange, but I don't want my friends to look at me with pity every time I see them. I want them to see how I am now, and to what I will be in the future. It is how I am "moving on" from what I went through. This is my intro, and I'm seeing if anyone would be interested. Please message or comment.
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Change to disclaimer: I censored their name because they were getting death threats. THIS BOOK IS COMPLETE In my younger years, I accepted toxic manipulation and emotional abuse as normal and a sign of love. I've dealt with lying and manipulation all my life but never classified it as wrong since it all came from someone I loved: my father. I never fought back because I was raised to put trust in him because we were kin. A decade later, I come across Wattpad with a warm and loving community, and through mutual friends meet THEM. We then start dating on and off and then finally break up. Before we do break-up, they made me vow to never tell anyone what I had gone through and discovered about them. I said yes without hesitation because I was still madly in love with them and stupidly loyal; but as two years pass I realize I promised to not tell anyone about their true self so they could continue to do what they did to me and to silence me because they knew I still had feelings for them and was formidably loyal. I became damage control so they could continuously drag in new weak-minded people like me and make them go through the same pain and groom them to shower them with attention every second of the day and when they didn't; they made them feel as if they were wrong. They made their lovers feel like they were the bad guy and insignificant at the same time. In Present day, this still haunts me to the point I only get a few hours of sleep. My ex isn't here now and I feel I must share not only as a way to warn readers of people like them and how his definition of love is actually far from the truth, but as way of closure for myself.

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