I have a hang up about people judging my food — what and how much I might put on my plate and choose to eat. Even if people don’t notice and couldn’t care less, I imagine that they do and, in judging my food are also judging me.
No, I’m not just paranoid. In the past, people did indeed judge what I was eating. Not everyone, probably, but enough that I noticed. Still others actually verbalized their judgments. One instance stands out in my memory. Mom and I were having dinner with another family member at our house who’d brought a home baked pie with her for dessert. After we finished eating the main dish, the family member offered each of us a slice of pie. She specifically asked me if I wanted a piece. It was good pie and I said yes, please.
I went out to the kitchen to bring in coffee and tea. I plainly heard the family member say, “I can’t believe Mary’s going to eat dessert.”
Is it any wonder that I was such an accomplished sneak eater? I developed that ability at a very early age. It didn’t matter if people were right in the next room, I could open the refrigerator, a cabinet, or a squeaky drawer, open a package, and eat with nobody else hearing me.
But I digress.
During every diet I’ve ever been on, I know I ran into times when people monitored what I was eating or just looked to see if I was on track. I think when I wasn’t on diets, people probably looked at my plates. Maybe they wanted to understand how much food it took for a woman to get to my size. I don’t know, but trust me, no matter how subtle they might have tried to be, I was hypersensitive to it, so I picked up on the glances or outright looks. I also automatically assumed that they were critiquing my food choices, or my amounts. Whatever the case, these were not positive experiences. As a result, I rarely ate openly in front of other people. I took what I believed to be a “normal” amount of “proper” food and consumed it at the table and then pigged out when I was alone.
Ever since I had my weight loss surgery, I’ve noticed that I still wonder whether people are watching my food. I imagine that now they’re curious about how much I can physically eat and that they’re also assessing whether I’m eating what I “should” or eating stuff that I “shouldn’t”. If I’m out at a gathering and there are sweets, I assume that people will think I’m being bad if I take a cookie.
I’m much better off at work around my friends and people who know me well. They understand that, sometimes, a person just needs to have a small piece of chocolate. Nobody scolds me or smacks my hand. Nobody gives me disapproving looks. It’s safe.
Honestly, the whole question of whether people around me continue to make judgments about my food and eating could be an entirely false issue. I likely stress myself out about this without reading. Maybe my fear of being judged breaks down into False Evidence Appearing Real. At this point, I don’t know, but I realize that it’s better to live with less stress.
So, I need to be aware of my thought process and call myself on it. When it comes right down to it, my choices are my choices and it doesn’t matter what anyone else thinks, does or says. Probably what I need to work on is to stop categorizing food choices as bad or good, inappropriate, or appropriate, etc. It’s like I’m the one that starts the judgment process and then anticipate that everyone else will do the same.
No matter what I choose to eat, I need to make it okay. My choices are my choices.
Weighty Matters 
I always figure it’s none of my business what other people are eating. Besides, what if it’s their cheat day? Or a special occasion? Everyone should be able to enjoy a treat without other people giving them grief for it.
If only everyone had your viewpoint.
Here’s my deal for looking AT THE FOOD, sweetie: you got better than mine? Want me some! and I am within weight limit, but I am so a foodie. Might factor this into questioning what the heck peeps really are doing now eyeing your plate. Not saying that there’s the others, not gainsaying something else was happening *back then*. But these days you honk — I’d be looking at you got better than mine.
I never thought of it that way. Thanks for the different perspective.
I understand feeling so self-conscious you feel as if everyone is watching and judging you. It’s a horrible feeling and makes it very difficult to just be yourself and do what you want. Working on your own thoughts is useful and will allow you to disconnect from that self-consciousness. I know because I used to feel watched and judged even when I was just walking along the beach! Even if there was no one else on the beach, I felt people in the homes or hotels overlooking the beach were watching and judging. Focused, serious cognitive work finally changed that.
Given how self-aware you are and the enormous amount of progress you’ve made in your thoughts and feelings on this journey, I think you will be able to beat this more easily than you might think. I know you have a lot of valid history that lead you to this self-consciousness, but you are so amazing at making changes to your thoughts and feelings that I have every confidence in you.