Written by Tomer Sabo
Milling about the room, boys of every shape, build, and size seem simultaneously determined and uncomfortable. The clang of metal, the scratchy music blasting from an old stereo, the gentle breeze enabled by the considerate planning of the architect and the smell of stale sweat create a fitting atmosphere for male teens to come and work their insecurities away. The typical scene in Tam High School’s weight room is a glimpse into a growing topic of concern.
“I first got ahold of steroids through a shady looking Thai website,” said an anonymous Tam graduate. “As I began using steroids more often, I looked for more accessible places and found that it wasn’t very hard to get them.”



