What do you do when you’ve experienced sexual assault at home? That too as a child, by members of your family or close friends? For child survivors of sexual assault, the trauma often transitions into adulthood; where feelings of guilt prevent them from speaking out.
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AnonymousI was in the third or fourth standard. There was a guy in my apartment – I just remember we called him bhaiya. He’d probably be in class 11 or 12 at the time. He played badminton really well and I asked him to tutor me... One evening, there was an electricity cut while we were playing downstairs. He took me aside and I really trusted him, so I accompanied him. He started kissing me forcefully and I was just numb because I didn’t understand what was happening to me.
‘I Was a Very Bubbly Child’
“I was a very bubbly child and being the first child of the family, was always adored by all the family members and relatives. At the age of 4 or 5 – I still can’t forget that day – I went for my summer holidays to my aunt’s (Bua) house. She has a son who was in his early twenties at that time. I was lying on the floor when he came to me and asked me, “ Do you want to know a secret(or kind of magic trick)?”
AnonymousBeing a child I curiously said yes. Then he started saying you’ll tell this to everyone so I’m not gonna tell this to you, then I asked him again promising that I will never tell this to anyone. Then he started removing my clothes and raped me. I was not even able to understand what was going on and my parents always being busy, I never got the time or courage to ask anyone.
‘Abused. For 6 years. By my own Brother.’
“I am 21 years old, born and brought up in Indore. I don’t remember the exact age it started but I remember it happening around my 6th bday and it pretty much went on till I was 11(sic)”
Anonymous I was sexually abused and molested by my own cousin... I was afraid I would always be seen in a different over-protective light by my parents and not to mention, the nagging eyes of relatives. It sucks to have had that kinda realisation at the age of 12. I cried myself to sleep every night hence. Thinking that I have sinned. Convincing myself to tell them every day. But then one day I just stopped crying... My abuse became a part of who I am. As I type this, I feel nothing. Not one bit of pain, regret. No tears, nothing.
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