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My rape as “alleged”

Here are some lovely examples of victimisation and rape culture online. I haven’t written about this much lately, but I thought I’d share the latest developments without going into it in-depth today.

Who “let’s rape happen” in South Africa? [TRIGGER WARNING]

Following the Vavi rape accusation South Africans have questioned the validity of claims of rape where the victim or survivor has not opened a case with the police. This, despite the fact that it is well-documented that rape is vastly under-reported. When confronted with this evidence, many South Africans respond that it is the duty of the rape survivor to report to the police, to take the matter to court and, once there, find justice.

Why I didn’t report my rape #32

When I was a full time student at the University of Durban Westville I had a gap in my time table that allowed me to have a nice long swim once a week. The walk from the swimming pool back to main campus was a lot of uphill so I would often just stay in… Read More ›

Why she didn’t report her rape – “RIP, you crazy Diamond” #31

I met the mother of my son in the early 1980’s during the height of all the apartheid nastiness and bullshit.

I reported our rapes – and no one believed us. I didn’t report the second #29

I am a rape survivor.  I reported it the first time went to court and the accused was released due to a lack of evidence.

Why I didn’t report my attempted rape #28

I have just a small story that could have been rape if someone had not disturbed him.

Why I didn’t report my rape #27

I didn’t report it because I knew what it would mean for me if I didn’t. He was the most popular guy in school.

Why I didn’t report my rape – “I was his wife” #26

I was married to him, and the rape happened at the time when our marriage was breaking down. I applied for a protection order, for the violence that I thought would end in me being killed by him. The rape was part of the violence that almost killed me, but I lived.

She tried to report her attempted rape – police told her it’s “not a real crime” #25

I’m a man and this story in response to the call for traumatic experiences related to rape. It’s not my own but rather one on behalf of a relative who nearly even paid for her supposed indiscretion with her life and never reported it.

Why I didn’t report my rape #15

Because I didn’t know it was rape.

Why I didn’t report my rape #13

I was raped at four years old by an “uncle”.

Why I didn’t report my rape #12

X is my cousins best friend. We got together at my cousins 21st many years ago, and dated for about a year. I called it off, for a variety of reasons, the most important being that I knew he wasn’t someone I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. I knew that he felt differently.

I reported my rape – and wish I hadn’t #11

I did report my rape but I wish I hadn’t.

Why I didn’t report my rape #8

I never reported my rape. First of all because I could not recollect everything that had happened, even though I do remember the crucial parts.

Why I didn’t report my rape #7

The alcohol and the exhaustion from the continuing chronic insomnia finally caught up to me, and I had to find a corner and sit on my hands to stop myself from glassing my rapist.