Thin privilege is going to your gynecologist for birth control and being prescribed birth control.
I have been suffering from awful menstrual cycles that are not only irregularly-timed, but have a ridiculous length. By the time I went to see my gyno last August, I had been bleeding for literally three months (and had all the symptoms of PMS to boot). Since I’d had issues with irregular periods ever since I first started menstruating, I decided to start taking birth control in order to regulate my cycle.
After the exam, I was really hopeful because the doctor hadn’t been rude or judgmental at all thus far. She told me she couldn’t find anything wrong, so I told her that I wanted to start taking birth control because I couldn’t handle periods like this any longer. She then looked at me and told me that she didn’t want to prescribe me contraceptives because they’d give me breast cancer. She told me that someone of my size would develop breast cancer if they took oral contraceptives.
I was so afraid at that point that I denied the pills. I asked her what she suggested I do, since obviously bleeding for three months at a time surely wasn’t good for me. Her suggestion? Take iron supplements and lose weight.