CW for mentions of SH and relapse
*Shuriken was lying down on bed, bandages now covering the new cuts on his arm as he hid himself under the blanket shamefully.*
*He thought he was getting better, he truly did. But it the thought just kept eating away at his mind until he couldn't handle it anymore.*
*It was harder when there was nobody there to comfort him or reassure him that he was worth someones time.*












