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When I was 14 years old I was repeatedly sexually abused every day for several weeks by a 25 year old man. It was the summer before ninth grade and I was at summer camp with a couple of friends. He betrayed my trust and now I can’t trust people as easily because I’m afraid …
I was at 300 level at the University of Lagos and for all my outgoing persona and loud talk, I was still a Virgin. It was internship period and there was a break that year, so students were few in school. This guy had been hitting on me for a while and one evening when …
It was a Sunday evening, I was returning home from visiting my girlfriend. I boarded a taxi from town to my junction. After a brief ride, the passengers alighted and the last one paid the driver in dollars. I was shocked on seeing that, we were in Nigeria, who pays for anything in dollars let …
When I was in high school, I had a boy over at my house when my parents weren’t at home, which was definitely against house rules. We were just hanging out, doing whatever kids do, when the phone rang. I picked it up in the kitchen, gesticulating wildly to the boy to be silent so …
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Girl-on-girl rape is a serious issue that no one seems to talk about. It’s real and it’s scary. I can’t even tell you how many times I have been assaulted by another woman. It’s ridiculous and if there are any other survivors like me, you’re not alone. “A small gesture can turn somebody’s situation around. …
When I turned 18 and I came out as Trans FTM, I thought for sure that the “What happened to you that makes you feel so guilty all the time?” The question would finally be answered, but now I know that my being trans literally has NOTHING to do with this incident but to do …
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My rapist was my ex-girlfriend. I’m a man. We weren’t together at the time. Actually, we broke up due to her being quite abusive. She took advantage of me while I was drunk. She then kept messaging me and saying how she was pregnant and now we get to spend our lives together. I was …
I’m not sure I’d call it rape or molestation. I can’t remember how old I was when it started, but I’m sure it went on for a while, my mother’s cousin used to have sex with me. Most times, whenever I went to their house to play with the kids there who were my age, …
So I was in the University, I managed to escape my first class rep, I was somewhat invisible, my trick was to be everybody’s bobo, but nobody’s bobo in the real sense of the word, not the Buhari type. So I visited my friend and we chatted into the night, I was about to leave …
Living in a culture where women are blamed for “seducing men” with clothes, attitude, laughter, eyes, etc, I’ve been raped by my best friend. I can relate to a lot of the stories you’ve shared. The uneasy nights, the depression crawling in, the fear of being a woman. It’s been almost 10 years now. But …
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