There was a family celebration. fell off the wagon. I KNOW when I’m making bad choices but boyfriend saying, “You’re not supposed to be eating ______________ “ didn’t help, and my mom, Gosh, my mom, saying, “You don’t need to eat that, ” while staring me down like a Death Valley Vulture. I just shoved my plate towards my boyfriend, who happily consumed it, while I kind of sat there seething. I know they mean well, but those comments make me angry. Why do people feel the need to do a play by play of my meals? My mom, especially. Thanksgiving before last, I went for seconds on mashed potatoes. Right at the table, in front of the whole family she says, “You don’t need any more! ” I’d understand had I ate half a turkey, and had created a potato shortage that was sure to cause famine, but dang! Does anyone else have issues with others giving helpful “advice”?