I am a child of immigrants. And the culture in which my parents came from (and which I took part in — still take part in) values thinness.
A lot. And it has always been a “normal” thing to do — discuss food, talking about diets, ways to lose weight, ways to shrink ourselves.
But one of the privileges that I’ve experienced while living in Toronto include the conversations around eating disorders, setting boundaries, having healthy relationships with food, and body dysmorphia.