When I was at my heaviest ....and was there for many years....no one asked me how much I weigh, what size I wear, how much I plan to lose or what I am eating.

But now, some family (not close), acquaintance's and flat out strangers....and their friends.....! feel the need to discuss my body, my weight and my eating habits! I just don't get it! I would never, have never, in my life, asked these questions!

Why do people feel they have free reign over my body, my appearance? Why is this ok to them? It really pisses me off! It is NOT ok to assume that everyone on a "diet" has an obligation to the world to answer any and all questions about said diet when ever asked!!

I do my best to be polite and talk around the subject. But it never ceases to amaze me that people feel they have a right to ask these things and expect an answer in the first place!

I will share my experience openly with people on this forum. I will share it with a couple of my close friends and family. Everyone knows that I will talk but I don't want to be flat out asked.....its just rude! To me it is no ones business unless I CHOOSE to share it and make it their business. So why do so many people that I barely know....or haven't talked to in months....or the stinking clerk at the grocery store, think its ok to ask?

Some of you are much more positive than I am, lol. I look at the Nosey Nellies as just that, nosy. To me, they don't give a rat's behind whether I'm successful, they just want something to gossip about. To be honest, I think most of them would prefer that we aren't successful, because that would give them more fodder for gossip.

I go through this with my sister. She's incredibly supportive but has no friggin concept of privacy at all! Last time I saw her we were visiting mutual friends I hadn't seen in a while. She not only announced numbers but insisted I take off my coat so they could see how " great" I look. I have to frequently remind her to knock it off or I'm going to have to have her killed.

Last time she did it I brought up her hysterectomy and starting asking very personal questions about her feelings about fertility, effects on sex drive, etc. When she quit being angry she said she gets it now... we'll see.

"I'm so tired of talking about MY weight. Let's talk about YOURS instead." Said with a smile...

For the most part I choose not to be angry or upset with others who are in most cases simply happy for me. But I am going to save this for the ones I let irritate me