2547 posts tagged thin privilege
THIN PRIVILEGE IS Prom Dress Shopping.
Thin privlege is the ease of access and cost to finding a dress you want to wear for prom. When you walk into a store and they dont have your “size” but they have the style and colour of dress you want. Having the employees look at you in weird and odd manners and treating you different because they dont have your sizes therefore arent worth your time. Or if your looking online you have to pay freaking extra for the dress you want because you need it on a custom order and they dont have your size. but if you have over a 47 inch bust it’s another $47 on top of the $45 your paying for the custom order because it “requires more fabric.”
[tw: eating disorders]
Thin privilege is not visiting your nan and grandad with your family and when your nan offers to make sandwiches for everyone having to deliberate whether you can have one.
Thin privilege is not having your grandad tell you that even though you’re hungry that you shouldn’t have a sandwich though everyone else is.
Thin privilege is not being told by your grandad that you should starve yourself because that’s the only way you’ll lose weight.
thin privilege is not feeling like you have to constantly suck your gut in or hold your core/tighten your abs all the time just to try to appear thinner
thin privilege is not making yourself extremely uncomfortable so your body is more physically appealing or accepted
(intersects with male privilege)
Thin privilege is being taken seriously and being considered to be more honest.
(Mod note: Thin folks, think this is an overstatement? Try being a fat person and talk about how fat people can be fit, or eat the same as a thin person. To contrast, thin people talk about how they eat ‘like fat people’ all the time (check out the Twitter tag #fatgirlprobs if you don’t believe me) without batting an ironic lash, and are accepted and often cheered on. I used to follow a philosopher that discounted an economist’s entire argument because the economist was fat—and the economist’s argument didn’t have anything to do with fatness. We get ‘submissions’ to our TITP inbox daily about how we’re silly lying fatties that secretly embody all the fat people stereotypes the haters so lovingly cling to. I could go on — maybe TITP’s followers have a few additions of their own. -ATL)
Thin privilege is never having your doctor and psychiatrist fail to mention that the depression meds they put you on have high cholesterol as a side effect and when your cholesterol ends up being high (as it has never been before, it’s always been low-to-normal) having them give you helpful tips on how to slim down and only being told later by your pharmacist that it’s the medication they prescribed in the first place.
How do I know they didn’t pick that medication in the first place to “scare me thin”? It doesn’t seem to be doing a damn thing for my depression; the other meds I was already on seem much more effective.
Thin privilege is the disgusting search results for “cute fat girls” and the widely held belief that one can either be cute OR fat and never both.
Thin privilege is being able to comfortably fit into your “one size fits all” gown at graduation instead of feeling like you’re squeezing into a lumpy garbage bag.
Thin privilege is being so obtuse that you actually think that fat people believe thin people have no problems.
Thin privilege is being able to sit down in a pair of jeans and not have to worry about your friends making fun of your “muffin top.” It’s not being afraid hang out in your own livingroom because your flatmates might pick on you for wearing “frumpy” clothing. Because on a skinny person, sweatpants aren’t anything worth noticing. But on a fat person, you must only be wearing sweatpants because you don’t fit into your other pants anymore.
Thin privilege is not having to question the motives of every conventionally attractive person that flirts with you out of the fear that they’re doing so as a joke because this has happened to you over and over again throughout your life.
Thin privilege is a local rock radio station being able to regularly air offensive bites such as:
“Girls: Why is it that the heavier they are, the easier they are to pick up?”
before giving the name of the radio station. The station is 105.5 The Vulcan in Birmingham, Alabama, by the way.
Thin privilege is not being told by your boyfriend that you’re callous and bitter because you think pretty girls have it easier. Thin privilege is not being told how difficult life is when you’re so thin and pretty that you’re literally “harassed” every time you go out in public by men who want to get to know you. Thin privilege is never hearing your own boyfriend tell you “You don’t discriminate against essentially anyone, but now you won’t sympathize with thin/pretty woman? Don’t be a hypocrite”. Thin privilege is never being told you don’t have the right to be unfriendly to strangers, because they aren’t talking to you because of your looks anyways so shut the fuck up and be nice.
(Reconsidering my relationship)(Mod note: this post highlights sexism and male entitlement. It’s important to remember that while thin women may have some things easier in life than fat women, all women face male entitlement, sexism and varying forms of sexual harassment. - Fatanarchy)
First of all, this is framed in the context that I am trying to get a breast reduction for my very large breasts.
Thin privilege is making appointments with doctors to discuss a medical problem and a possible surgery and not being terrified that the doctors will get distracted by my weight and derail the conversation. It is also not wondering if your insurance company will deny your claim based on your weight, even though you are healthy and meet all the requirements necessary for the procedure.
Thin privilege is also not having to deal with my parents, who have been inspired by all this talk about my health to start talking about how I need to schedule an appointment with my general doctor to discuss my weight. Because I’m going to wind up with diabetes if I don’t do something. My body is healthy, I try my best to eat healthy food and exercise, and there is no history of diabetes in my family. They come up with a new “health crisis” for me every few years (past selections include high cholesterol and high blood pressure). Today my dad suggested I get a lap band surgery (“Since you’re going in for surgery anyway”). When I got angry, he suggested that I try a medically-induced weight loss instead because of the weight loss potential.
My body is healthy and I am trying my best to take care of it. I just want to shout at them to leave me alone, but they don’t get it. they think they’re trying to help me.
Thin privilege is my slender drama teacher being completely unfazed by the blatant fat-shaming and fat-hatred present in the play she’s chosen for us this year, and refusing to cut the scenes, which aren’t necessary to the rest of the play, despite the fact that many members of the class have objected to the obvious dehumanization of fat people that occurs in the play. Basically, the scenes feature two thin characters and a fat character, with the fat character displaying all the negative stereotypes associated with being fat, and the two thin characters being verbally abusive to this character and attempting to tell him that his body type is wrong. As a fat person, I am completely disgusted by this.
Thin privilege is not being told that your fantasies of being dominated are due to you “knowing” that people will find you so repulsive that only those who get off on humiliating others will want to sleep with you.
This was several years ago, and I’m not going to try to find it again because it will only upset me again, but I still remember well. One one of Encyclopedia Dramatica’s articles, it said that fat women are often into BDSM for the above reason. And there was a photograph of a fat woman on her hands and knees, and it was captioned, “A submissive baby elephant.”
And it’s been years and I’m still a virgin, and I still have fantasies of being dominated, and even though I know otherwise, I feel like they’re right, and that I don’t “deserve” to be loved because I’m fat.
Thin privilege is not having your sex be treated as a joke.
I remember reading posts about that “Honey Boo-Boo” show, and one of them was about the mother, who is very fat. And it was saying, more or less, “Just imagine this fat woman having sex. Isn’t that disgusting? LOL!” But it was worse than that, because it included graphic descriptions of her fat and the shape of her body that were obviously intended to disgust and amuse.
I just want to make love to someone who will hold me and tell me that I’m beautiful, over and over. And I know I’m beautiful. But I get so sad and lonely sometimes. I have obsessive-compulsive disorder, which means that thoughts repeat themselves, over and over, in my head. And I hear, over and over, that I’m disgusting, that my body is inherently funny to look at, that me having sex would fit right into a comedy film, in a scene with some poor unfortunate man who “has to” have sex with me, because having sex with a fat woman is humiliating to him. It makes him the butt of a joke, even if he’s attracted to her. And my fatness, my fat body having sex, is the entire joke.
I need people to see this. I need to know that somebody is hearing my voice.