That moment when you get in trouble for dirtying and not cleaning dishes you never actually dirtied.



That moment when your mother’s boyfriend tells her 30 minutes later “If your daughter would just get her diet under control, the dishes wouldn’t be dirty and you wouldn’t have to go grocery shopping every week! You’d actually be able to pay the bills!”



That moment when you step in and try to state that your skinny brother actually eats as much if not more than you do.



That moment when your mother’s boyfriend calls you a liar, and tells you not to make excuses not to clean up after yourself, especially when “we all know you’re lying” ‘cause “You never stop eating”, and asks how you “expect” him to believe that your skinny brother eats more than 500 calories a day because if he had, he’d be “As big as” you.



That moment when your mother pulls you aside after the fight and and tells you “I know you haven’t been dirtying all the dishes or eating all of the food, but he has a point, you know. You’ve gained a lot of weight recently”, asking you if you’re OK and if you’ve been “Emotional eating again”.



That moment when you decide not to explain to your mother that even your doctor confirmed that it was building muscle and not added fat that is to blame for your 10 pound gain because you know she won’t believe you. So you choose to sit through her weight loss lecture instead - which happens often, even though she’s bigger than you are.

(My body does this weird thing where it builds muscle like, three times as fat as I burn the fat… So my fat never leaves but the muscles build under them, causing the fat to be pushed more outward and thus, gaining weight. And yes, this happens every single time I get psychically active. My health improves, but it takes a long time before the fat actually starts burning).



That moment where you feel like never eating again just to prove that the dishes in the sink belong to your brother.



And that moment where you really believe that your family won’t respect you unless you lose weight.





Thin Privilege is people taking you seriously when you tell them you didn’t eat the last (Insert name of food item here).

Thin Privilege is never having people make assumptions about your eating habits and then call you a liar when you try to say otherwise.



Thin Privilege is not having your eating habits be blamed for your mother’s financial struggles simply because she goes grocery shopping more than twice a month.

Thin Privilege is being able to empty the fridge as long as your parents have a fat brother or sister that they will automatically blame for it.







