Bear with me, this is a bit long.

Thin privilege is not having a doctor lie to you about test results in order to shame you into losing weight. I’ve been fat since I hit puberty, I developed early and something in my body changed and I started to gain weight. Every doctor I saw said it was too early for me to be developing breasts or too early to be menstruating. (I was 11.) So they all just told my mother to put me on a diet and make me exercise. Of course she didn’t, thank goodness. I had always been a child who chose fruit and veggies over carbs or sweets and we lived in a rural area so I had to walk or ride my bike about a mile just to see my friends, I was a very active child, but I was still fat so the doctors persisted. By the time I was about 16 I had finished growing and I was about 5'3 weighing 230 lbs. The new doctor I was seeing had some blood tests done for something unrelated to my weight and when they came back she told me I was pre-diabetic and that if I didn’t lose weight I was SURE to develop Type 2 diabetes. Well I was 16, I trusted her because she was a doctor and I didn’t ask to see the results because I couldn’t imagine that she would lie. So I tried to lose the weight. When I came in for a follow up appointment several months later I hadn’t lost a pound and it wasn’t for lack of trying. I just couldn’t understand why I couldn’t lose the weight. (I later found out that both my Mother and Sister had tried for years to do the same thing and were unsuccessful with every diet plan they tried.) Well this doctor just clicked her tongue at me like she knew I wouldn’t lose a pound and then shamed me for the entire appointment till I was almost in tears. After that I didn’t see her again. I did however, see another doctor. He pulled my records and when I told him about being pre-diabetic he looked over the chart and told me I wasn’t. Of course he chalked it all down to a clerical error and nothing ever happened to the female doctor who was so terribly fatphobic. Now, nearly 7 years later I’m still perfectly healthy. I have no weight related health problems and I’m very careful about what doctors I do see.

I suppose in short, it’s just that inability for a fat person to trust the ethical code of a doctor just disgusts me. What’s going to happen if I ever develop a serious health problem or I get into an accident and I’m injured? Thin privilege is not having to fear that health professionals will lie to you just because you don’t fit their standard of beautiful or “healthy”.