The UnSlut Project
  • HOME
  • ABOUT
    • PRESS
  • SHARED STORIES
    • MORE STORIES
  • SHARE YOUR STORY
  • BOOK
    • MY DIARY >
      • WATTPAD
      • TUMBLR
  • FILM
    • WATCH NOW
    • PURCHASE
    • DISCUSSION GUIDE
  • RESOURCES
These experiences are shared by people of all genders and backgrounds from all over the world. They demonstrate how the issues of sexual assault, harassment, and "slut" shaming affect many of our lives in deep, often dangerous ways. Use this collection to expand your understanding and share it with those who could benefit or gain insight from it.
​Reproduction in whole or in part is prohibited without consent.

Categories

All
Abuse
Alcohol
Bullying
Clothing
Diary
Drinking
Family
High School
LGBTQ
Lies
Married
Masturbation
Middle School
Mother
Name Calling
Name-calling
Party
Pregnancy
Racism
Rape
Religion
Rumors
Self Harm
Self-harm
Sex
Sexual Assault
"Slut" Shaming
Social Media
Spanish Language
Suicide

SHARE YOUR STORY

I didn't tell my teacher because it was embarrassing. I could barely tell my friends or my boyfriend.

10/24/2019

 
I was never called a slut or anything like that until I was in 6th grade. It all started when the boy I liked asked me out. At recess we would hang out with his friends and my friends. His friends wanted us to break up. They would say mean things to me like "You're such a slut", or "hey bitch", or "go f!ck yourself". Once one of his friends kicked me. My boyfriend would tell them to stop and try and punch them or something, and they would stop temporarily, but would just end up doing it again. My boyfriend stopped hanging out with one of his friends, I appreciated that, as that "friend" was the one who did most of the mean name calling. One day in class I was in a group with a guy I didn't like very much, but was fun to talk to. So when he said "move, girl", I said "move, boy", and he said "move, hot girl" and then started to look at my butt. I told him to stop but he didn't. He then tried to touch my butt, I slapped him on the hand but then he tried again. I again slapped him. When I wasn't looking or paying attention he succeeded in touching my butt. He eventually stopped. I didn't tell my teacher because it was embarrassing. I could barely tell my friends or my boyfriend. They all said it wasn't my fault, but for as some reason I felt bad. I plan on someday telling my parents but not before I enter 7th grade which will be this year. I don't know why I'm scared, I just am. I'm sorry if I wasted your time I just needed to get it out. Slut shaming and bullying is horrible. Don't do it, just be yourself.

Comments are closed.
    Picture
    MORE SHARED STORIES
  • HOME
  • ABOUT
    • PRESS
  • SHARED STORIES
    • MORE STORIES
  • SHARE YOUR STORY
  • BOOK
    • MY DIARY >
      • WATTPAD
      • TUMBLR
  • FILM
    • WATCH NOW
    • PURCHASE
    • DISCUSSION GUIDE
  • RESOURCES