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About us
Hear Her Out stands with every woman who has experienced any form of assault in the past.
Our organization aims to ensure safety and increase awareness about sexual assault/harassment against women in our community.
Join us as we work towards achieving Sustainable Development Goal 5: Gender Equality.
Our Team
Who We Are
Encouraging women to be the leaders.
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We worked with
Enactus Leeds
Collaborated with Enactus Leeds to brainstorm and execute ideas about raising sexual assault awareness around university campuses and events.
The Egalitarian
The Egalitarian helped us and our volunteers to learn the basic training of a guardian in events for women. Our volunteers were found to be much more confident handling thousands of attendees with this training.
Upcoming Delhi Project
Hear Her Out is launching a project in New Delhi, India.
Prepared for Schools in New Delhi to educate youth about sexual assault to break the taboo and enhance safety in our community.
Hear Her Out also believes that expressing traumas anonymously is therapeutic. Thus, we have an online form open to the public to share and feel empowered and relieved.
Story #1
"I was assaulted in my room when I was in my first year by a person who I thought was my friend. I overdosed on my antidepressants that night. I blacked out. I don't remember anything until I woke up with him next to me. I was too scared to say anything since the guy was a supposed friend of mine". (anonymous) Place - Leeds, United Kingdom
Story #2
"I was sexually assaulted by my tuition teacher. He was a well-renounced tuition teacher in my apartment complex and used to teach many of my guy friends. The parents of the children he used to teach used to tell my mother how good of a teacher he was and after being taught by him, their children got over 95% marks on papers. Even my guy friends used to tell me how good of a teacher he was. So hearing all this, my mum got him to teach me too, But for some reason, he was.... different from me. While my guy friends used to tell me how strict of a teacher he is, when he came to my house to teach me, he was playful with me, telling me he would give me chocolates if I answered a question right and such. I found it odd but just thought that maybe he took a liking to me. But one afternoon, when he teaching me, he grabbed my arm for some reason, and he held my arm such that his fingers were pressing and touching my breasts, and he kept his hand like that for at least 5 minutes while he continued teaching me a sum, he kept his hand like that even when I tried to squirm away and whenever I tried to squirm away his hand grabbing my arm got tighter, and his fingers kept pressing on my breasts. No one in their sane mind won't notice that they are holding a girl in a wrong away, so it was 101% not a mistake, it was fully intentional. I never said anything to him but i did went to my mother and told her about this which resulted in him being told that I don't need a tution anymore and him never coming to my house every again. But except my parents no one believes me that i was wrongly touched by the teacher, that i was sexually assaulted by him, everyone just kept telling my mother that i must have gotten the wrong idea, that he must have not realised and that it was purely a mistake, that i was wrong because he was such a reputable teacher in my apartment complex who made his students get top marks in class therefore he was not capable of doing such a thing. I was a minor at this time, 14 yrs old." Place - Her home
Story #3
My final exams were coming, my tuition teacher took extra classes. So it used to be 7 pm approx when I got home, and it used to be a little dark than usual, as it was the month of Feb. That day, I took the shortcut to home, which is usually a little dark and silent route, though there were houses around. I was going that way, and 1 boy passed me and went in the opposite direction. Then he came back in my direction and told me that someone was calling me, and I said I don't see anyone, but he again told me that someone was calling me from that side and me being a little bit naive, I went that way to see who was there, but there was no one, and I was about to tell that to him, but...he suddenly grabs my mouth and my thighs from behind. I screamed so much, but no one was there to hear me. He then kissed me on the cheek and ran away. I was so angry about this situation because I couldn't do anything to save myself. I went home and then straight to the washroom, and I started crying. After that, I told my mom what happened, so after that, she used to go drop me off and pick me up every day. THIS HAPPENED WHEN I WAS IN 7TH CLASS, I WAS 12 YEARS OLD.
Story #4
I was five years old. I had just moved to another country. There was this caretaker who used to work at our house. One day I was in my room playing with my toys when he came in and asked me to pose for a picture. I posed and smiled, and then he asked me to lay down saying he wants a picture of my laying down so I did as he said. Once I did he came on top of me and started moving his body up and down, I guess kind of like grinding on top of me but I didn’t really understand much of what was happening. And then he started kissing me, all I remember thinking was he smells bad and that I don’t like what’s happening, but I just lay there waiting for it to be over. This turned into a very frequent thing and I just didn’t know how to stop it. I wouldn’t resist and I never said no, until one day he asked me to and I finally said no I don’t want to. I don’t like it when you kiss me and to that he replied it’s okay I won’t kiss you just lay down. I said no again and told him I will tell my mom that you kiss me and in a fit I ran upstairs to my mother who was resting and told her what had been happening. She confronted him about it and he had the audacity to say that I was like his daughter and he could never think about doing that. I think this incident had a great impact on my personality. I was scared to approach men for a long time and would feel uncomfortable talking to a man. I also developed stage fright and would hate it when the spotlight was on me. I am 21 years old now and have started to gain back my confidence and although this was not ideal, I am glad to be able to share this story and hopefully show other victims that it is possible to grow into a stronger and better version of yourself.
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