Thin privilege is not being shamed for eating at a family get-together by an older male relative at 6 years old.

Thin privilege is not having to shop in women’s clothing at 10 years old instead of the fashionably relevant junior’s section.

Thin privilege is never having to pretend like you’re not hungry so you won’t look like even more of a fat-ass for eating all of a meal around your friends.

Thin privilege is never being told that you’ll “never catch a boy looking like that, now will you?”

Thin privilege is not throwing away your virginity at 21 years old to a boy who didn’t deserve it merely because he was the first boy to ever show any interest in you; how could you possibly turn him down when no else could ever want you.

Thin privilege is being able to be angry with said boy when he never called again after taking your virginity because you understand. You wouldn’t want to think about fucking that hideous monster of a girl either. Who can blame him?

Thin privilege is not realizing that all the discrimination that you experienced when you were younger did not go away; people did not get kinder, you merely became so used to it that you’ve been naively ignoring it for years.