I'm 17 now have remembered for years probably a years after I started to remember again I just can't remember exactly what age I was but don't think I want to and mine was my brother he's 7 years older thane me i think i may have be 8 or 9 but can remember, me and one of my friends were sexually harrased in yr 9 by in our history class by one of the boys and his friends thought they were funny but he was doing it to my friend since yr7 and nothing was done he didnt even really get spoken to till it happened to me as well and majority of the time it would be in class and hed say across the classroom that he wanted to fuck and touch us what made it worse that the class was basically just us two and him and his friends

[TW] mention of R*pe, SH, ED, Grooming, Abuse(Different forms), ect. The very first time it happened i was 11. It was mid way through 6th grade when my girlfriend at the time who was 14 came onto me. I tried everything to get her off but she wouldnt. The second time was in 7th. Once it happened i started to spiral. I would cut myself, have sex, starve myself, i would do anything to distract myself. 3rd time i was dating a boy 3 years older. I was in grade 8 and 13. I would let him do anything to me because he said he loved me. Along side being abused by him, i was groomed by a man 3 times my age. He said that if we had sex everything would be better. Later that year after that relationship, i got into another one with a guy 6 months older then me. I thought he would be different. 1 week into our relationship i was r*ped. I told a couple friends and they said that it didnt count because i didnt say no. I tried to tell them that i was scared to say no. It went on for 3 months. I was abused sexually, emotionally, mentally and physically. He would find it fun to hit me with rulers because i would cry. And the most recent was in grade 9. He got me pregnant. Imagine being 14 years old and pregnant. I had been pregnant before due to my past and i paniced. I went home and cut myself. I did this for hours. The baby died and i felt happy yet sad. Because of all this the amount of things i cant do is immense. I have developed issues such as: Hypersexuallity Trust issues Depression(Undiagnosed) ADHD(More prominent) Autism(More prominent) Meltdowns Panic Attacks Anxiety Attacks Severe Anxiety Social Anxiety Self Harm tendencies Suicidal Thoughts Eating Disorder(Bulimia Nervosa, undiagnosed) DPD(Dependent Personality Disorder) And so much more. Ive gone through with 7 attempts on my life. And non have worked. I have lost friends because they didnt believe me. I have 2 very close friends, but in picks on me for my SH and ED. And the other also SHs and has an ED and will jusy say same. I apologize for how long this is, i tried to summarize as best as possible. Im doing better. Remember you deserve the world, but the world may not deserve you.❤

The intro and the outro were the best ive ever seen this deserves more attention lol 😭 💀

I can't do this anymore. I hate the world. I hate humanity. I don't want to be here anymore. I don't want to be here anymore. I understand why everybody commit suicthe site. Because I can't deal with it anymore. This world is nothing but will never have. My woi don't want to be here anymore. You all think I'm joking you think this is a game? God does not exist in this world anymore. The new world order has changed everything. They're making themselves gods to be worshipped. They're turning everything upside down. I cannot live in this world anymore. Self reflectiand I'm so depressed. Lonely empty I have nothing. I can't make it on the wage of the government sets and their corporations with their Partners and allies. I can't do it no more. You all think I'm joking you take this as a game. It's not you think. I did all of these things and said all these things just to say them. No one. Cares in this world about Jesus Christ. Or God, you're going to all be replaced. I'm going to be replaced. They may manufactured children out of a machine to replace humanity. Worshipping worshipping dynasty disgraceful transvestites. That has run the world and the beliefs of Jesus Christ and God. I've broken an ancient people in this world. I hate what you have done to me at 2 God's children. I don't care if the world blows up. I wish they would so we could all go home and be done with all of this world. You do not understand what that means for a humanity.You Hate jesus Ha. Te me you hate the creator yourself. Centered pigs. Humanity, you embrace the evil of this Earth. There is nothing good about you. You lie to yourselves saying that you are God's child that you know where you're going after you leave your body but all of you engage in this evil of this world you don't care about me. You don't care about anybody's life of how much they suffer. Well, you all got me at the point where I am thinking suicide thoughts for my own self. I hate this world. And I hate humanity in this world. You embrace evil, not love. You are all replacing the history of your existence by promoting these creatures. I cannot survive anymore in this world. You have me on my knees crying. Not baking but crying I can't do it. No more. I don't wanna do it anymore. I don't even want to talk to you anymore none of you. You're so centered idiots, not intelligent creatures. All of you. You're too far gone in the brain. You have completely lost your souls. You handed it over to the evil of this world and you embrace it, you stand with it. You don't love anybody you don't even love your own children. You don't even love your own children's future of their children. You embrace the evil. You change the last supper to a bunch of transvestites to be worshipped and haven't Jesus Christ on a platter to be served? You awesome you all slapped me for the last time. You all have hurt me for the last time. I don't give a God damn what happens in this world anymore. I don't care about you people anymore. None of you. None of you, it is your fault. The ones that are true to Jesus Christ and the creator are God of this world. That's it 1040 4000 that's it the rest of you are all going with you're evil I don't want you in heaven. I don't want you nowhere near? Let me tell you something when I take my last breath. It's gonna be a big old giant boom. This world will be destroyed. The whole planet never gonna take another chance on creating anything like you. Sorry if it hurts your feelings but nobody's got any feelings for Jesus Christ? Or the creator of this world. You only got interests in your money. You're rich people that you worship and you idolize everything for transvestite's. All of it is made by your leaders and governments. They embrace it. They don't embrace God. They mock God. Ya mock God ya'll talk c*** No, you wanna mean God? You got one. I'm just letting you know what's going to happen after I take my last breath. This whole world's gonna blow up.Don't need it anymore.Don't want it any more.No one needs to live in the flesh anymore.You're evil, you don't want to save your souls.You don't care about your family that's passed over.You're condemning them because of who you are you're condemning me because of who I am

I was raped when I was 11 by an unknown man, at 13 by my boyfriend, at 15 by my father , i was raped throughout my lyfe

Morgan and Charlie's stories really hit me. I haven't seen them all but damn any scene similar just reaches into my soul takes that helpess girl who so desperately needed someone to care out. Just someone to tell to listen to be there. I was alone through it all, and i still dont talk about my trauma. I have to because if i dont i never will.

I was sexually abused by my mother forcing me to do things to her at age 16 Horrible things and when i refused to do things to pleased my mother She just punished me and hit me until i couldn't move I kept this serect until age 23 was the hardest thing i dealt with I get nightmares about all of it, have random breakdowns, and it hurts so much

You know you are broken when the only person you can rely on to not fail you is you. But even then you are the one failing yourself as you hold these impossible standards of measurement.

Dean couldn't let Sam die or become a demon because that would mean failure not that he couldn't live alone. Sam was his responsibility from the age of four, that is what molded Dean's life and why he was always willing to sacrifice himself for Sam. Quitting or failure is not an option. John Winchester, Michael, Cain all told Dean he would kill Sam and he always resisted destiny. Dean's capacity for love even while those around him betrayed him.

Men can rape men. Women can rape women. Men can rape women. Women can rape men. ANYONE CAN RAPE ANYONE. Enough said.

I’m gonna be honest it was just an accident about his brother dying and his mom just snapped and blamed him his dad did nothing to stop it and Marc soon developed did and left home to escape his horrible life.

He deserved so much better he shouldn’t have been treated like this 😭

This is so like what happened to me with my boyfriend I was only a teenager I struggle with what he did to me daily he beat me and controled me 😢

I was 10. He was 8. I was told that it was my fault bc I was older and I should have made it more clear. I was fighting him, begging him to get off of me. He knew about my trauma with my dad and he did it anyway. I trusted him. I loved him. He was my fucking boyfriend. We’d snuck alcohol up and I’d drank most of it. It was a party and no one heard me over the music. Hours passed and no one came to help. I couldn’t escape. I was terrified. I was numb. He told me that he did this with everyone else so just to enjoy it, otherwise I couldn’t be his girlfriend. I thought I loved him so I did it. The next morning I remembered everything and all he said was that I was too drunk to remember it properly. Now I can’t be around boys or men alone, I can’t have people touching me and I can’t be in a room alone with someone. Anyone I told said it was my fault. I guess I started to believe them and still do. I mean I was older, I should have been able to escape and get help. I should have made him listen. I was older. I knew better than to trust someone. But I rlly did trust him. I thought he was a good one.

"Was it my fault?" Asked the mini skirt... "No, it happpened to me to" said the burqa.. "But I don't understand" said the kindergarten uniform... And the diaper in the corner couldn't even speak...

I will do my best I will study as well as i can i will be a doctor i promise my self i will skip what I am passing in i will have the life that i deserve cus life too short to be sad you gotta wake up and work to have the life you wish for in sha allah

Oh, no! It’s like seeing an MCU version of me!

As far as Dean goes, he literally has been cleaning up God's mess his entire life.

I’ve been bullied all my life and when I was eight years old I started using the internet to try and find a friend to talk to to hang out with and play video games. I had working parents that neglected me and no childhood friends, I was targeted and vulnerable as a child. I was sexually groomed online by an older man in his forties who was married and using his sons Roblox account. We moved our conversations to Facebook to talk and an anonymous website where he sent me photos of himself and on a platform where my parents wouldn’t see it. I can’t remember the name of the chat room but you could send photos and text one another. I think it was taken down though since I can no longer remember the name nor find the logo. I know the logo had a ringed circle and a red bird but that’s about it. I had a premade account created by my mom off Facebook though with a fake birthday. She made me the Facebook account because she assumed I was old enough to use the internet and befriend the family online. Nobody ever bothered to check my friends list assuming I never used it since I went online late at night when everyone was asleep to talk with my “friend” aka my groomer who told me we could only have our roleplay games at 12 AM. So my groomer for the longest time pretended that he was my age for a total of twelve months to a year. He was my first internet friend, my first groomer to many and the only person I ever really had long conversations with who knew me better than anyone because he took the time to get to know me when others neglected me. I was his perfect submissive target because I have to this day no confidence in myself. After that first year around the time that I was nine around my birthday he told me his real age and that I couldn’t tell anybody what was happening or I’d get into trouble. So I never did tell anyone about our interactions where he taught me how to take pictures of myself at nine years old, nude and taught me how to send them to him. He taught sexual orientation at nine years old long before I could ever consent with our long detailed conversations over the internet and our prop was dill pickles my parents bought a jar of. And they were the large ones uncut. My groomer taught me things over the internet I shouldn’t have known or known how to do. I was a child and mortified by what I’d done. I was a child and this “secret relationship” lasted for three years before his wife found out and made him block me. I was then abandoned by my groomer and my first online friend. A year later I went to a different school than my bullies and made my first in person “friend” he was an autistic boy with red hair and he was a year older than me. He was also heavier than me and at the time I was only overweight and the perfect victim again because nobody believes the fat trans boy. My first real in-person friend was arranged by our mothers, I was going into Junior High School, I was thirteen and love starved. Unfortunately my classmates hated me and bullied me relentlessly to the point they threw scissors at me nearly every day and erasers and books and it got to a point where I wanted to die. The only thing keeping me going was my friend. But around our first Holidays is when I was sexually assaulted. I was assaulted by my first ever in-person friend who I thought I could trust who I thought supported me and respected me and genuinely was my friend. But no he wasn’t my friend he put his hand down my shirt and grabbed at my chest against my will on a school bus. That bus was moving with other students sitting in the back, specifically my bullies sitting in the back. It was a special ed field trip and we were returning to the school that day. The teachers were too busy dealing with the rowdy kids to actually witness the attack. As for the bus driver, they were too focused on the road due to some idiot drivers in front of them. As for my “friend” who pushed me down out of view point. He kept one of his hands on my thigh to hold me down and I quietly begged him to stop but he didn’t. I was trapped, embarrassed, silenced, and alone. If I spoke any louder we’d have gotten the teachers attention but also my bullies attention who loved to name call me things. So I pleaded quietly because I didn’t want to be called a slut on top of the onslaught of names. I was lucky he didn’t get the chance to rape me because it took place in a public setting. The bus came to a stop, and my nightmare ended and trust issues that were already in place because of my groomer, were then heightened by my attacker. All I wanted was a friend who was genuine and I could never get that. I went home that day crying shivering and scrubbing my body until it bled. I wanted to end it, it was so horrible. Since that situation I was bullied all the way up until I was nineteen when I graduated high school I was held back due to my depression and grades dropping due to constantly skipping school pretending I was sick when I just wanted to end it all and be done with the world. Similar grooming online occurrences happened as well during this time and continued for years after that by different older men online some of which I sought out knowing I was a minor and they were already stalking me. I’ve had stalkers who repetitively called my number and online stalked my media. I was cyber bullied and cyber stalked by my bullies who made new accounts pretending to be different people and pranking me. I was stalked by my groomers and again I sought some out allowing them for friendship and comfort and when they took it to a sexual level by that rate I didn’t care and fed into this made up persona they created in their heads. I allowed them to do sexting to me knowing I was a minor and it was wrong and that their age was double mine. Them in their thirties if not forties me a teen in high school and junior high school. I hated it and I hated myself which is why I didn’t stop it until I was eighteen where I quit social media for two years and only used it to react to RU-vid videos and google docs for writing. I’m 20 years old and I’ll be 21 this may 29th 2024. I still consider myself broken but I’m on a path to recovery with medication and therapy with a psychologist. ❤️‍🩹 I hope everyone stays safe online and I now encourage people to not allow their kids to use the internet. I also encourage people to not force their children into friendships with other kids, let them go at their own pace. I was never given that chance and it left me broken with severe trust issues, depression, anxiety, ptsd, and trauma. That’s all now. 😷 Edit:Plz don’t try to get my contact information I don’t talk directly with people online anymore. Just telling you now so you know my boundaries.

I would love for it to be smoothed out a bit, i am a drag performer and would love to perform to this ;)

Can't believe I'm doing this but these days i feel so fucking alone. Im 17 now, but when i was just a little little girl my grandfather would molest me, he would stick his hand in my pants and touch me, he would grind his Privates against my butt as i sat on his lap, he would always try to stick his hand up my shirt when he hugged me, and there's more but I think ill end it there. While all this was happening i was also being abused by my father who would beat me so bad i was pee all over myself, he would smack in the head with a wooden bat because i couldn't play a game right??! Tf!! He would slap me pinch me , have me face down on the bed with all his weight on me punching the shit out of my back, i could go on and on with all the times he abused me but if i did the comment would become wayyy too long. I lived with both of my dad and grandfather, this all didn't end until I was 12 when my dad split my head open so my grandfather called the police and i was taken, after years of being away from home i came back and now im living with them again, i told my aunt my grandpa molested me and i have no idea if she really belives me bc we haven't talked abt and act like we never even did. I think i was so scared all these years to process i was molested and now im ready to and it breaks me. I was also sexually assaulted abt a year ago while intoxicated. Let's just say i need some serious healing it's gonna be a long journey but im so confident that i will be perfectly fine! If you read all of this long ass comment then i freaking love you💜💜💜 if anybody feels alone like nobody believes you just know I BELIEVE YOU💙💙

I just love this show, no way anybody outside from yt didnt saw this, its just gold. This couldve sell as much as strangers things(maybe not that much, but surely some what of that) and they just shutted off. Sadly but at least we have room for a reboot with that last scene in season 2. Gold, gold and gold, just unbeliavable how good yt writers were back in the day compared with streaming services now that are almost like copy and paste everywhere.

I was sexually abused when i was 4 to 5 years old i have never told anyone in my family i blocked out what happened to me for years until I was a teenager im 33 year's old now because of what happened to to me it's forever left me damaged it's taken so much from me 😢

0:02 which show

Dean was a protector who fought to save everyone in his Life. It wasnt his fault he failed. He was a true hero who gave All to those he loved like his brother Sam. Tragic How he was a broken Hero who suffered so much......

It tears me up to see how crew the work was to him and how he had to pick everything up when things were falling apart

Exactly where is god all these people suffering lol god

She was my babysitter. I was only six I resembled my dad and she wanted him and she couldn’t have him so she took me instead. Told me it’s a game to make us “feel good” Force my mouth on her breast, use my hands to please herself, forced her lips on me. Still traumatizes me when my hand gets grabbed randomly by people without my consent

Their relationship with one another always manages to make me feel emotional

If you love Dean and the interstellar music then you will like my new video: Dean Winchester - I tried to protect you. Based on Deans sacrifices for sam and the sadness of it. If you are interested I would appreciate a watch ❤

Sam: Would sacrifice himself for the world Dean: Would sacrifice the world for Sam 💔 Audio is Solas x Intersteller by Gabriel Albuquerque

When I was asleep my older cousins SA/almost raped me I was 12/13 he was 18/19 I would wake up to him touching me but I couldn’t move I was scared I cried when he left my room it hurt so much I cried myself back to sleep one day I fell asleep on the couch and again I woke up to touching me but this time he manage to get the tip in before my mom’s friend got home from work i am 16 now I still live with the pain and nightmares/replays I don’t see him no more it went on for two months straight every time he stayed a night at my house

😢I was 15 year boy uncle was approx 33 .......i did whatever he wanted.......its my fault ... same thing i also tried to a girl but i couldn't rape she is safe......but i m an monster.......i realised it when i turned 19 i told my family because my family thinks i am a good person so i cleared her doubt

Oh this is the song from interstellar! No wonder it’s so good

Can you tell me the name of the singer and the song.Sorry,and thank you.

derek from cm

I was sexually molested several times between the ages of 6 to 17.....it ruined me completely and I cannot stand to get into any physical relationship now even though m 30 now. ..words aren't enough to write it here and no feelings or details can describe those horrendous experiences that have killed my heart. My heart goes out to the sufferers.....please its not your fault it never was.

Seeing these stories of others Traumas is so upsetting. The fact they all went through this is awful. Hope everyone is healing and staying strong ❤

I was 8 It hurts I can't dress how i want to I am not giving up bcz of my family It hurts so bad

I didnt tell anyone since its so freaking embarrasing to say it since im a child and its so disguisitng to say that as a child.🙁

Great selection of clips! And I love the filter you used 🫡

I was raped by bother I was 4 he was 12

To anyone watching this, I believe in your STRONGLY and you are never alone, plus if this happens, NEVER blame yourself for it. Also, out of curiosity, which show is 4:55 from? :)

What ep is 0:12?

It never leaves you.

Have ever had someone threatened to beat and rape you online and you know that because you go to school with him and he didnt take no for an answer and to top it off he would text me on instagram to do things for him and when we were in school he would tell my friends i was imagination his behavior but he would say it to me at school telling me not to tell anyone what happened because if i did he would he me😢

I’ve been where dean is at screaming why is God letting this happen

Tudo bem, vou a viagem, eu fico aqui e você aí

Psalm 83.18