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by Nikita
Giving a voice to survivors of sexual assualt
I bit down on my fingers to withstand the pain. I felt like I was falling down a never ending slope – like I was losing grip of reality.
Stemming from the trauma from her own abuse, Sinnita decided that it would be a great idea to create a safe space on Facebook and Instagram for people to share their stories with her, which she posts on their behalf.
One day in April 1997, a demon that had been chasing me finally caught up. It wasn’t shadowed and cloaked. Instead, it was open, smiling, and full… Read more “The demons of rape just never go away, do they?”
I hate it when people call me “brave” for surviving being raped. It’s been seven years since he took me to his dorm and after my saying… Read more “‘I am not a better person as a result of having been raped’”
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