Clean for a Week.

⚠️!!Warning, This includes mentions of sensitive topics, like SH. Read at your own risk.!!⚠️

T stared at what he had done, *I thought i was over this, i thought i would stop.* He thinks, realization hits him like a brick. Shaking, he walks to his kitchen, wrapping his wrist with a paper towel and waiting for it to stop bleeding.

T is a young boy, he seems nothing out of the ordinary, seeming happy everyday and enjoying basketball. But what he struggles with the chains of a self harm addiction, showing up to school in long sleeved shirts and pants 24/7, always hiding, scared. Once he finally thinks he was over it all, something happens.