"[After the second time I was raped] I could already feel the disgust of society weighing on me. I slowly began to gather my belongings up, and stumble to the taxi rank. Upon arrival, I was not greeted with concern or worry but the few people that were there, but rather a disapproving look as I stood there my top and skirt ripped, looking like a true slut. The victims of this atrocious act, do blame themselves because of it I know I did. I thought, maybe if my skirt was a couple of inches longer, my top a couple of inches higher, this would not of happened. No use come of this way of thinking, I became a shadow of who I used to be I never went out I was scared to wear anything that was to revealing. Until, one day my Mum had finally had enough. She walked into my room where I was curled up on my bed pretending to read the latest magazine, and she said you can’t carry on like this. You are letting them win! You are no longer a victim rather a survivor, you need to get up and show the world that this behaviour is not ok, otherwise so many other girls will go through what you went through. She was right. I did not want others to suffer like I had done. Now I am hoping to help you."
Diary of a “Slut”: A society branded “slut” ready to tell her side of the story.
This is the blog of a rape survivor who, after having survived multiple attacks, now wants to help others. This is what she says: ‘I beg of you if your are sitting there holding in a secret like this or any other secrets that you feel you can not tell anyone else as you fear discrimination or judgement, email me, it will help you transform from a Victim to a Survior - [email protected]’