Cisfat privilege is being allowed to use a motor cart at a supermarket.

I’m a transfat, weight-positive, homeomorphic otherbody, and I empathize with my underprivileged morbidly obese kin. I don’t look fat, but that doesn’t mean I’m not fat, get it? You can’t oppress me for who I am. I was born in the wrong body. I’m 600 pounds on the inside and I’m proud of it.

Cisfats have more privilege than you can imagine. It’s as bad as thin privilege. When cisfat people say they need special accommodations because they’re fat, they can get it. And if they don’t, they can blame thin privilege (one of the ultimate evils in our heteronormative, cis-positive-otherqueerphobic society). But what about transfats?

I was told to get off a motor cart at Wal-Mart because they said they were reserved for people who really need them. I got kicked out when I called them out on being transfatphobic.