[tw: fat hate, eating disorders, weight loss talk, depression, fat discrimination from family]

I apologize for the length and the rambling. I’ve never submitted before and well, I have a lot of examples of fat discrimination in my life.

Thin privilege is not seeing this after you spent the whole weekend practically starving yourself and hating yourself because of your body type, because you have been hated upon since you started gaining weight at 16 (I went from 5'2" and 120 pounds when I turned 16 to 5'2" and 190-195 pounds just before I turned 19. I’ve kept the same weight (190-195 pounds) for a whole year; I’m now 20).

Thin privilege is not hating yourself every time you see a comment like this on news articles or on pictures, even though you have started getting better about how you look thanks to a loving boyfriend and a caring friend support system, people who care about you for your personality and intelligence, not how you look.





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Thin privilege is also not getting rid of all your clothes from high school (two years after you graduated, three years since you were able to wear the largest thing in your closet (a junior XXL T-shirt and a women’s XL hoodie, yet you were wearing the same sizes in unisex (adult) clothing and the unisex 2XL shirt and unisex XL hoodie were baggy on you) and becoming depressed upon seeing you literally have no clothes in your closet. Especially when you know you only have 6 pairs of pants (2 that fit decently, without digging into your skin) and 6 shirts that you feel comfortable wearing and 1 hoodie that you feel comfortable in because they don’t cling to your body. Especially when you know your mother won’t buy you any new clothes because she’s ashamed of you, but she has more shirts than she can wear in a month and more pants than she can wear in 1-2 weeks without washing her clothes.



Thin privilege is not going into a store and not being able to find cute clothes in your size and price range, instead of shapeless, ugly things because you can’t afford the stylish “plus-size” clothes (I’m size 14 jeans/shorts, size XL/2XL shirt depending on brand/gender). Thin privilege is not searching “plus size one piece bathing suits” and seeing people who are not in any way a plus-size model. Thin privilege is not wishing they made cute one piece bathing suits for your size because all the bathing suits in your size are ugly. Thin privilege is not knowing that if you dared to buy a bikini or a tankini and wore it in public (and sometimes just daring to show up in public with a one-piece on), you would end up on a fat-shaming blog or thinspo blog or something.



Thin privilege is not having to worry about your little sister (aged: 12) becoming “fat” (right now she’s still got her baby fat) because you don’t want her to have your mother ashamed of her too.



Thin privilege is not having your parents be ashamed of you because you’re almost 200 pounds now and you used to be skinny, and because your mother is 5'2" and a size 4 (coming down from a size 6) and your father is only a little chubby at like 5'6" and 150 pounds. Thin privilege is not having your parents be ashamed of you, even though your grandmother is big, your aunt was big (until she stopped eating because of grief due to a horrible occurrence), your grandfather and uncle have beer bellies, your older cousin is a hefty guy (think 6'3" football player, probably 250-300+ pounds), and your younger cousin weighed over 300 pounds.



Thin privilege is not having the aforementioned aunt slipping in a comment about your weight when you were maybe 140-160 pounds or so, even though she was 200-300+ pounds at the time.



Thin privilege is not having your (aforementioned) aunt and your parents telling you that maybe your scoliosis wouldn’t be so bad if you just lost some weight. Thin privilege is not having your parents slip in comments about how you should exercise, which diet/fad/weight loss tip you should try, what you should eat, etc. Even though you physically can’t do the exercises they want you to because you’ll be in crippling pain due to your scoliosis.

Thin privilege is not having your parents tell you that you are only allowed one bagel with cream cheese per meal, even though all you eat is two bagels with cream cheese for lunch and another set (of two) at dinner (and this is all you eat all day unless someone cooks dinner, which replaces the second set of bagels), coming to roughly 1600 calories for the day.

Thin privilege is having your parents care/notice when you don’t eat all day instead of your parents totally ignoring the fact that you’re starving yourself.



Thin privilege is not having your parents be ashamed of you and hating you because of your weight.



(Once again, I apologize for the length. Thank you for reading.)