It was a stupid game of truth or dare, my friends told me to tell the deepest and darkest secret I had. They started pressuring me when I said I didn’t have any, and I finally blurted out that I self-harmed but was able to stop. What especially hurt was how they assumed I was alright and shrugged it off, like I hadn’t told them what I’ve been struggling with for the longest time. I want to talk to one of my especially close friends about it, but I feel like because of the nonchalant way they acted I should just keep it to myself.
Person female, age 15, began to SI at age 13, high school freshman