So when did food become the enemy?

I've come to this crossroads in my weight loss... Since Sept 2014 I have lost 15 Lbs. I know it isnt much or very drastic like others but for me it is significant. I sit looking at the last 10 lbs around my mid section and think, "So when did food become the enemy?" I have worked really hard on revamping my caloric intake and my food choices but sometimes I just want some darn wing sauce on my roasted chicken. Which brings me to yesterday. I have found since my journey began I am more stressed and depressed about my eating than anything else. I feel like every bite I put into my mouth is being scrutinized by those around me. All I wanted to do yesterday was make some lettuce wraps with leftover chicken tossed in a little of my favorite wing sauce...and the questioning from others began..." maybe you should use just the franks instead of this stuff I was told. Sounds harmless but to me, currently, it pushes me over the edge. I stupidly spent the day crying to myself. I feel like I cant even eat in front of my family. I make a salad with a lot of greens or fill my plate with veggies and get mentioned to that I sure do have a lot of food on my plate. I am depressed and parionid about my eating habbits. I think I am doing so well and there are days I dont even reach 1000 calories because Im not hungry. I want to lose weight but I am just tired of the Peanut Gallery.