WDW Sickics/Oneshots

⚠️ Anorexia // Zach ⚠️

As you know, Zach has been getting body shamed lately. The hateful material in this chapter is strictly for fictional purposes, and is not meant to offend anyone. Please be kind to everyone, and spread the message.

Trigger warning: anorexia, depressing thoughts, hateful material

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General POV

The comments just never seemed to stop, or even decrease a bit.

Every time Zach posted a picture, people would say things that hurt him.

Comments calling him "fat", "ugly", "lazy", and "ungrateful", were just the tip of the iceberg.

Zach sometimes feels like he's carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders.

But he keeps a happy face on, and tells everyone he's okay.

And it's the biggest lie he's ever told.

General POV

As Zach stares in the mirror, he can't help but hate himself.

I am fat.

I am ugly.

I need to work out more.

I need to stop eating.

I hate the way I look.

Zach's mind was filled with thoughts that chipped away at his self confidence, and be littled himself as a person.

But they flooded his head like a tidal wave, with no way of escaping them.

Zach had decided that he would prove those comments wrong.

Not by exercising.

Not by changing his diet.

Not by eating healthier foods.

But by not eating at all.

Well, at least not keeping it down.

Starving himself, to get the body that will make everyone else around him happy.

At least, that's what he thinks.

Zach's POV

Sunday morning...

I open my eyes, my empty stomach immediately growling.

For a second, I get think about eating breakfast, but I know I can't.

I'm fat, because I eat too much.

So I'm gonna eat less.

I'm not even that hungry anyway, so it's not like it matters to much.

It's like skipping a few meals, I just skip more than other people.

But other people, aren't fat and ugly like me.

So it evens out.

I sit up in my bed, the comforter sliding off my shoulders, down to my waist.

The light is barely peaking in between the blinds, since they are shut so tightly.

I stand up and open them, lighting up the whole room.

Just then, Jonah knocks on my door.

"Come in!", I yell.