Here's a picture of my forearm a few months ago. At that time, academics and extracurriculars weren't going the way they're ideally supposed to, to put it very simply. I used to take a belt and hit myself on that area repeatedly. There were small, dispersed bruises there as a result. They've already faded as of now.
One thing to know about me is that I'm a self-harmer. I have a hard time dealing with anger and disappointment, and end up turning them against myself. I get depressed at times, and end up injuring myself most of the time.
Strangely, it isn't a habit that I loathe. I know that with my disposition, I can never be an ordinary, wholesome person who takes every precaution to take care of themselves. I find that the dark thoughts that cause me to hurt myself are worth going through; so I won't be aggressively trying to stop self-harming anytime soon. Though I'll try to avoid life-threatening injuries; I know that I don't want to die yet, but that's another story.
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