Sam
It wasn't really self harm.
He didn't cut, and he most certainly never bled.
It barely even hurt. It was uncomfortable but not really painful.
He would tell his parents he had glee, or was going to the library to study.
He thinks they know the truth.
He goes to the school gym, stands shirtless in front of the mirror and points out his flaws.
Then he works out.
For hours.
Until he's dripping with sweat and he feels like he's about to collapse.
And then he goes again.
Twice as hard.
And when he's done, he looks in the mirror, stand shirtless in front of the mirror and point out his flaws.
It wasn't really self harm.
He didn't cut, and he most certainly never bled.
It barely even hurt. It was uncomfortable but not really painful.