Please make sure you are in a safe mindset before reading this.

It details the suicide note of a young man who was sexually assaulted in college.

In those places I should’ve received help, I saw none. I suppose there are many possible reasons for this. But in the end, I’m still here and so too is that night. I hold no ill will nor do I place an iota of blame upon my family. I blame a society that remains unwilling to address sexual assault and rape. One that pays some object form of lip service to the idea of sexual crimes while working its hardest to marginalize its victims. One where the first question a college president can pose to me, regarding my own assault is, “Have you handled your drinking problem?”


I literally felt sick after reading this.

I wish there was some way he could have known that other men out there have gone through rape, as grown men.

I wish he had the opportunity to receive the support he needed from his institution and also organizations set up to help sexual assault victims. Sadly, many male ASA victims face ignorance and apathy from the very places that are set up to help.

I wish someone gave him resources to heal, before it was too late.
“If a man wishes to be sure of the road he treads on, he must close his eyes and walk in the dark.”

- Saint John of the Cross