The DLF just emailed out this statement and, having had only a quick read through it, I find it immensely worrying that the organisation would still consider Vavi any kind of leader after his behaviour. He abused his power to hire a woman, possibly only with the intention of having sexual relations with her. This… Read More ›
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 ›
I met the mother of my son in the early 1980’s during the height of all the apartheid nastiness and bullshit.
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.
I have just a small story that could have been rape if someone had not disturbed him.
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.
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.
So, if it’s not rape, then what is it? Rape is always depicted as an act of violence….but what if it is not so overt? What if it is “don’t be such a ninny”? And “It will only hurt if you are tense.”
I was on a camping trip with friends and sharing a tent with my boyfriend. I said no, he ignored me.
When it comes to being a victim, I am a rapist’s delight.
Because I don’t believe sending someone to prison is going to help me heal.
I didn’t report my rape because I don’t know if it happened.
I didn’t and still haven’t reported my rape, and never will.
It was my birthday and for the first time in my life I allowed my friends to take me out and we had a great time,I then decided to end the day with my boyfriend at the time.Four drunk and high guys came out of nowhere,next thing I knew my jeans were torn and my… Read More ›
I was 7 years old.