https://padlet.com/leighsalar0825/ctsw2mg8wxzjdh45 How ever did you become the monster of your own story? Or... were you simply made to be one? Drop and let us share your tale of forced accountability for the horrors of your own account of sexual abuse. It was never your fault, and it's time they know it. LET'S END VICTIM BLAMING NOW!!! en-us 2023-03-25 04:59:35 UTC 2025-11-23 02:41:22 UTC hello@padlet.com https://padlet-uploads.storage.googleapis.com/2003655520/b6c27a8a5fc31e288ad2d2917b784584/Brown_Beauty_Salon_and_Spa_Logo.png https://padlet.com/leighsalar0825/ctsw2mg8wxzjdh45/wish/2542048441 My story goes like this:
So it was the 4th qtr of my 12th year in La Salle, I was chosen to be one of the director for our theater play. Me and my prod team stayed behind our classroom after our classes to work on our stage design as well as costume design. When our D.O. went inside our room to look for one of my classmate. I didn’t have any clue about what that was about until the next day. 
~ The next day I found out that she was brought to the DO because she and her boyfriend (also our classmate) were reported that a neighboring student of our room heard a girl moaning in the boys bathroom. (Btw our classroom was in the MM building 4th floor)
3days passed and I noticed weird looks from people (both from people I knew and didn’t know) but i brushed it off, cuz i thought it was just nothing. (And i thought it might’ve just been me overthinking things?) buttt guess what? It was a Sunday 5 days after that incident, and i suddenly got chat’s from my old friends and some other people. They asked me “oy nam kmusta ka?” “My ara ka sng wla na hmbal skun” “my gina tago ka” “ano na tabo?” Seeing those messages, it soon hit me. I had realized then that people thought I was the girl in the boy’s bathroom. It spread all over the school that “I” B.J.’d a guy in the boy’s bathroom. (Which wasn’t true! It wasn’t me, but instead my other classmate) after investigating, i discovered that people didn’t know who the girl in the bathroom was, but they knew who the guy was! So as what most people usually do, they stalked and searched the guy’s name (my classmate) on facebook. And they saw a picture of us two na uso bla sng una na snapchat filters! The dog filter and heart crown filter! People automatically assumed I was his GF and he was my BF! But infact he was just a friend! (Jusq no offense but taas pko siya! He was shorter than me! And he wasn’t my type at all! Helloo?🤣🫣) we were just close lng gd since isa lng mn kmi ka section, so all of us gdja sa classroom were close. Here’s the thing mn bi daan, his real GF was actually anti-social (her FB name is Anime pa gni, like not her real name. So for people wjo didn’t know her wouldn’t know how to search her on Fb since again Anime name nya ya). And she hasn’t been here sa la salle that long since LICEO lng ndi sa. While me on the otherhand, I’ve been in this school for 12years now, so yeah a lot of people know me gdja e compared to her. Basically 90% of the student body thought it was me, while only 10% knew it was her. I was hurt, ky i didn’t do anything, gpahimuyong lng ko, and shuta ako pa na sal.an main character sa story nila? Na dalahig pko? All of the sudden akon ngalan na guba? Nga wla ko da sala or ka labut2? I tried reporting it sa DO mn nmun nga amo na tu na tabo sakun. But wow ha? Our DO just told me and the real main character to “not add fuel to the fire”? And “come back if someone has bullied me about it”?? Like whatt?? No one helped me clear my name, and there was nothing i can do becuz i was forbidden to “add fuel to the fire” so i had no choice but to accept the role i was given and assumed to be. Sa 12years ko nga halong2 and in that 1 incident na I’m not even related with na guba ngalan ko because of them. (And actually the reason daw na they were even there sa boys bathroom was that she had a mental break down) but really? Sa boys bathroom ka ma mental break down?? How I wish i just didn’t stay quiet and didn’t forgive the two real main characters about how i was dragged along in their drama. I felt like it was unfair and du na villain-ized ko and like I wasn’t given justice at all, even sng DO ta. I felt helpless to the point where i was depressed nga na guba pangalan ko. I wanted to escape the pain i felt that even some of my old highschool friends thought that it was truly me. I felt betrayed. A year passed after that incident someone was still even able to try and ask me about sa amo yu nga na tabo. (Arang gin dakop2 ko bla nila nga style na pg sturya) damn. Wla gdja haha, but here i am now, sharing my story. Para miskin papano, mkabalo kmo sng tuod nga sturya nga hndi tu ya ako. Kg nga tni sa dsun, kng my mga sturya naman nga mg guwa nga amo sini, tne hndi nyo mn danay pg e share pgid dugang spread if hndi mn segurado or hndi pa inchakto mga facts nyo, cuz that one rumor can ruin a person. Real or not. I hope this can be a lesson to all, becareful sa words nyo and the things u spread! Cuz those things might not even be true! Know ur facts first! Before u break a persons reputation some more. And spread those lies! U don’t know the damage those simple words or that 1 rumor can do to a person! Pls be responsible next time. 
~ The End ~]]> 2023-04-03 10:25:20 UTC https://padlet.com/leighsalar0825/ctsw2mg8wxzjdh45/wish/2542048441 https://padlet.com/leighsalar0825/ctsw2mg8wxzjdh45/wish/2544511817 There was one time our friend rushed to us crying because her boyfriend attempted to rape her. She came to us crying and gin hambal niya na bisan boyfriend niya to still kalain dyapon sa feeling kay gin force siya to do it, mayo nalang kuno kay naka halin siya when her boyfriend realized na sala ang ginahimo ya. I can feel in my heart how hurt she is kay even siya wala ga expect na mahimo na sang boyfriend niya sa iya. So ara kami sang mga friends ko with her sa isa ka ilimnan and didto siya nag pa utwas sang tanan, she askd us what to do and one of our guy friend told her "migo mo man na wala man guro lain da?" And from that moment, didto ko na realize na damo gid ya dyapon kitid paminsaron nga tawo. He even added "kung nag pasugot ka nalang ti tani wala ka pa di subong ga hibi hibi". It saddened me and somehow frustrate me kay ngaa amo na siya maminsar. Ngaa gina pa gwa niya nga sala amg gin himo ka friend namon na babayi kay "boyfriend" ya man ang perpetrator I didn't have the chance to but in and speak up that time because indi ko gusto gamo pero i really want to explode that time kay indi gid ya amo ang paminsaron sang guy friend namon. And wala ko na siya gina consider na friend actually. Let's just all remember na RAPE is RAPE, whether boyfriend mo na or husband na kr girlfriend or wife. If gin force niya ka to do it with him/her and indi mo gusto. THATS RAPE, and wala ka da sala. Keep that in mind.]]> 2023-04-05 03:42:33 UTC https://padlet.com/leighsalar0825/ctsw2mg8wxzjdh45/wish/2544511817 https://padlet.com/leighsalar0825/ctsw2mg8wxzjdh45/wish/2583611586 Ever since, I like wearing sleeveless and shorts when I'm inside the house. But when I go out, I'm really concious about what to wear since my grandmother is really strict and conservative at some point. Whenever I go out of the house my grandmother would look at me from the very top of my head, down to whatever shoe wear I'm wearing. One day, I was about to go to school for a practice. I was wearing a sleeveless crop top pero kay gamay man ko indi sya halata na crop top, it looks like a shirt lang pero ma gwa gd ya akon tyan if ever mag stretching ko and gin pair ko sya sa pants and with my closed shoes. Manug gwa nako sa house and nag lisensya nako kay Lola. Sang nakita ko ni Lola she scolded me about my clothes when infact I do have my blazer just incase pero wla ko sya na suksuk dala ko lang sya. She said with high eyebrows,"Nga-a mahilig ka gd mag suksuk lip-ot nga bayu? Gusto mo gd ma rape-pan?" 

The line never left my ears since that day. Who the hell wants to be raped? Personally, I was insulted. Doesn't mean I wear sleeveless and shorts, means I wanted to be raped. And it seems like, the blame is at the victim not at the one who really exercise the cruelty. The mindset that never matched mine.]]> 2023-05-09 10:48:23 UTC https://padlet.com/leighsalar0825/ctsw2mg8wxzjdh45/wish/2583611586 https://padlet.com/leighsalar0825/ctsw2mg8wxzjdh45/wish/2583727592 I was in a 3 year relationship with my ex-boyfriend when this story happened. I am usually the party goer type and he was the strict type. I might not say he was the controlling type but he has always this mindset that if I go party, I might be sexually harassed. But one time, I told him that there will be an "inuman session" in my best friend's house. I was really confident to ask for permission because he knows my best friend and it will be just a chill bonding. 

That night came and my best friend's sister has also visitors (2 boys) coming over. I immediately updated my boyfriend about that because I know he needs to know that detail. All of us bonded and drink and it was a fun night because we just talked and play some games. I thought everything was going well but when it struck midnight, my bestfriend decided to transfer to their room because we were noisy and the other people in the house were already asleep. We continued drinking there and played cards. When I was already sleepy, I laid down to the bed immediately. But I woke up because somebody is touching me and I froze when I realized who it was (it was one of the boys). I cannot move because I was really afraid and the other details become blurry.

The next day, my boyfriend fetched me there and I really wanted to tell him as soon as possible about what happened. I cried so much while I was telling the details to him but I was so shocked of his response to me "Te hambal ko gid simo mo, wla ka gid bi gapamati sakon, imo na sala kay gusto mo gd magkadto to." I did not expect that response because I though he would be mad to the guy. I couldn't imagine the pain I endured that night but it became more painful when I was blamed the day after. ]]> 2023-05-09 12:28:19 UTC https://padlet.com/leighsalar0825/ctsw2mg8wxzjdh45/wish/2583727592 leighsalar0825 https://padlet.com/leighsalar0825/ctsw2mg8wxzjdh45/wish/2584761315 we were told to always protect ourselves as women; not to dress provocatively, not to openly express our sensuality, not to speak our minds, not to do things that we might regret later on. 

but how could i, in the name of love? maybe i was wrong for doing so but i had my fair share of sending intimate pics to my bf of 9 years. he kept asking and i just couldn’t say no. and it all went down to bite me back after our breakup. i had found out that he shared the pics i sent to him to some of his groupchats. 

some family & friends confronted me about it and blamed me for ruining my own reputation and “disgracing” myself. instead of consoling me and urging him to take responsibility for what he did to me, they made me question my own self instead. 

“why did you even do that?” 
“what were you thinking?” 
“that is not how a woman should act” 
“you did this to yourself”

believe me, i’ve heard it all. 

i cried myself to sleep for months. 

was i not worthy of some ounce of empathy? of support? or was it really my fault afterall?]]> 2023-05-10 02:58:30 UTC https://padlet.com/leighsalar0825/ctsw2mg8wxzjdh45/wish/2584761315