OUR STORIES

"We were deeply in love, well I thought we were, which is why I consenting to him filming us. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine when we broke up he would threaten me, blackmail me, and then proceed to send the video to countless of my friends family and work colleagues, I’m so upset and ashamed. What we did was such a normal loving thing to do in a relationship but he has forever broken my trust. This is something I will never get over."

"I always thought I wanted to hear from my rapist. For him to admit and apologise for what he had done. 7 months after he raped me, he contacted me admitting it and gave me a huge apology. I then realised I never needed anything from him. Nothing changed, nothing he said or would ever say, would change anything now. He doesn’t deserve for me to listen to him. He will never be forgiven, I just try to forget."

“My boyfriend secretly filmed me, he filmed us having sex. I still don't know where this footage went, he had been caught by the police for accessing the dark web, therefore speculation was that he had uploaded the footage online.
I never gave consent to be filmed.”

“I remember not being allowed to walk home from school anymore as the school teachers warned our parents there was a flasher, a middle aged man was seen several times jumping out of the bushes and exposes his naked self to school children.” 

"My first job, I worked with four men, all over the age of 35, I was 18. I left for lunch one day to return to my desk, where they had put pornographic images on and explicit images of one man’s girlfriend on my computer."

"A man in his 60's would look and stare constantly at me and my friends as we would wait for the school bus every morning. Finally, one of us told our parents, and our mums would come and wait with us. He eventually stopped coming to the bus stop."

"I was drugged and raped by my friend."

  "I think I was about 5 years old, when my cousin threatened to harm me if I didn’t perform oral sex on him. He was also very young, I think his dad abused him."

"The first time I witnessed a man sexualise a friend of mine, he called her a slag, because of the shoes she was wearing. She was 8 years old."

"After work one night, my boss drove me home, he asked what I would do if he pulled over asked for a blow job. He continued to ask, what if my job depended on it. He later told me about a mass murderer who would decapitate his victims and then penetrate them."

"A family members friend gave me a car lift, I was 16, and he was 36. He later gave me alcohol and drugs, and we had sex. "

"I was raped by a taxi driver on Halloween. I’d gotten into the taxi very drunk, alone and blacked out. I didn’t realise what had happened until I woke up in the morning and found my taxi fare still on me, and looked in my underwear. I burnt my clothes and never told - who would believe me when I was that drunk?"

"The strongest memory I have of my mother was when I was probably 3.  She was a whole bottle of Southern Comfort + a few beers a day alcoholic who dabbled in drugs.  I remember how she used to take me to bed with her, alone in the daytime.  I don't remember much of it, but I remember this like it was yesterday.  She had me on the bed with my legs hanging over the side.  She was kneeling by the bed and going down on me.  My memory of the day begins at the point my father opened the bedroom door.  He had decided to come home for lunch I now assume.  But he started yelling and screaming and slapping the shit out of me, I was dragged to and shut in my room.  Then I could hear him yelling at her.  Before this, our times together I thought were special loving times.  I loved my mother and I thought she loved me.  I was severely punished if I ever brought it up. She has dementia now and spend my days trying to stop adults from meeting kids online.  I try to raise awareness to parents.   I try to be the adult who could have saved me as a child.  I am driven and I have accepted the fact that in decoying creepy men online, one might eventually find and me.  I'll try to stop them, but no matter what happens, I will have saved enough real kids from becoming victims, that my end won't matter to me.  I'm not bad ass, I simply accept the math of it.  I'm just one of you.

- A hunter