write a vampire diairies fanfic about jeremy getting an eating disorder(this is part1 he doesnt get help yet but will in later parts) *in this part he starts developing it and its very small details barely anyone notices*
Jeremy had always struggled with his body image. Being surrounded by supernatural beings who had perfect bodies only made his insecurities worse. He would often skip meals or make excuses about why he wasn't hungry when his friends would go out to eat.
At first, Jeremy didn't think much of it. He just wanted to look good and fit in with the rest of the group. But as time went on, his obsession with his weight and appearance grew. He found himself constantly checking the scale, counting calories, and avoiding certain foods.
His friends noticed that Jeremy had become more withdrawn and irritable. They tried to talk to him about it, but he brushed off their concerns, insisting that he was just stressed out about school or the latest supernatural threat. But deep down, he knew that something was wrong.
One night, as Jeremy sat alone in his room, he couldn't ignore the gnawing feeling in his stomach any longer. He had barely eaten anything all day, and his head was spinning with hunger and exhaustion. He knew he needed to eat something, but the thought of food made him feel sick.
Tears welled up in his eyes as he stared at himself in the mirror. He hated the way his body looked, the way his clothes fit too loosely on his frame. He felt like he didn't deserve to eat, didn't deserve to be happy.
But deep down, Jeremy knew that this wasn't who he was. He was strong and brave, a fighter who had survived so much already. He couldn't let this eating disorder consume him.
With a shaky breath, Jeremy made a decision. He would reach out for help, confide in his friends and family about what he was going through. He knew it wouldn't be easy, but he was determined to overcome this darkness that threatened to consume him.
And so, with newfound determination and courage, Jeremy took the first step towards recovery. He would fight this battle, not just for himself, but for everyone who cared about him. He would reclaim his life and his body, one step at a time.