I’ve been that woman – the overweight one who feels invisible, the one that society seems to overlook because of her size. But I’ve also been on the other side – part of the ‘thin elite’ who gets noticed, admired and complimented for her petiteness. And let me tell you from painful experience, weight bias, otherwise known as ‘skinny privilege’ most definitely exists, and the toll it took on me mentally, both overweight and thin, was draining.
Raised by a mum who was prone to yo-yo dieting, by my 20s I’d also developed an unhealthy relationship with food, using it as an emotional crutch, bingeing on takeaways along with chocolate bars, crisps and pints of beer too.
Aged 28, and working in a stressful job I hated, I weighed 13st…
