Thin privilege is not having to worry about your mom being thinner than you. It’s not hearing your mom tell you she’ll make you just a cup of soup for dinner because “we’ve both already ate too much today”. It’s not having to listen to your mom talking about how food is disappearing from the fridge when she’s not home, and not having to lie about your older brother eating all of it instead of just admitting you ate it. It’s also not being afraid to tell her that after eating that food, you ran to the bathroom and made yourself throw up because you’re too fat for anyone to belive you have an eating disorder.

Thin privilege is not being afraid of going to the doctor’s because you fear that he might comment on your weight and get angry at you because you’re fat. It’s not staying home instead of going out with friends or going to a party because you couldn’t find anything that made you look thin enough. It’s not having to wear baggy clothes to avoid laughs and offensive comments. It’s not having such a distorted perception of your body that you actually think you’re fat even tough you’ve lost more than 20 kg due to an eating disorder you didn’t tell anyone about ever because you were certain they’d never belive you.

Thin privilege is also not having people worried about your health because of your really fast and big weight loss, but having them happy for you instead because you used to be fat and disgusting and now you look better and ‘healthier’ although there is no way losing so much weight so fast could be healthy and not a sign of an eating disorder.

Thin privilege is also not having your mom yell at you for being 'huge’ at the age of 9, just because she was mad at your father at the moment.