So recently my mom has been obsessed with my weight. She demands to know how much I weigh and has made it her personal mission to find out. I always refuse and tell her to leave me the fuck alone. Somehow she has managed to put scales all around the house and whenever I am she pulls a scale from somewhere and puts in in front of me and demands for me to weigh myself.

Thin privilege is not having your own mother harass you about your weight. Thin privilege is your mom not having made finding out your weight her personal mission. Thin privilege is not being forced to stand on a scale everyday. My weight is my fucking business so she should just fuck off.

When we sit down for supper, she gives me the smallest portions, because ‘I have all this fat and won’t starve anytime soon.’ My brother is a fucking meathead who is constantly in the gym. He eats like a fucking horse (he may even eat horses what do I know). My mom always stuffs his plate over, because he says he needs food 'for his gains’. WTF? He eats at least triple the portions I eat. Thin privilege is eating equal portions as others in your family. Thin privilege is not being denied food. Thin privilege is not being starved by your own mother. Thin privilege is being treated like a fucking human being.

Sometimes my brother 'trains’ me in the gym, when we go together. I obviously can’t keep up, because he’s a roider most likely anyway, but that’s a different topic altogether. Thin privilege is not seeing the 'disappointed look’ on your brother’s face when you tell him you have had enough and want to go. Thin privilege is people not assuming you’re unhealthy just because of your weight.

Thin privilege is people not getting all up in your business. Thin privilege is being left the fuck alone. Thin privilege is not being surrounded by people who are 'concerned’ about you.