Venting

I'm currently a high school senior and I've lost about 40 lbs ( I had lost about 10 already before I started MFP) All comments I've recieved from other people have been positive. However, my mother and grandfather are the ones who make negative comments. It's mostly my mom, shes constantly making comments claiming I "dont eat" even though she watches me eat. I always have the same responce, I tell her that she knows I eat, I choose to eat healthy foods, and only eat when I'm hungry and until I am full. "I refuse to stuff myself" Also, when I eat with her and log my calories onto MFP she will always ask me what I'm doing on my phone then snark when I tell her im logging as if she wasnt the one who asked lol. Also, she will snarkily ask me "what have I eaten today" "have I eaten meat today" "have I eaten carbs today" (which by the way she thinks is only present in the grain food group) with this condescending attitude that makes me want to scream. My family has some of the most unhealthy eating habits you will ever see. Growing up my family loved watching me devour a whole stack of chocolate chip pancakes for breakfast and three helpings of raviolis for dinner because they have this disgusting "the more food the better" mindset. I also don't think I had ever touched a vegatable (that wasnt saturated from top to bottom in cheese and/or butter) until I started my weight loss journey this year. To my surprise, leading a healthy lifestyle has exposed to me so many delicious and healthy foods I would have never tried had I not decided to change my ways! Out of my intermediate family (consisting of my step dad, grandfather, aunt, and mom) my mom is the only one who isnt overweight. And that is because she is naturally petite and literally only eats once (a large meal) a day and that is it. My house is stacked from wall to wall with various types of chips, cookies, and more. When a guest in my house you will be offered double your body weight in food no exaggeration. My mom will drop the "we're Italian thats how we are!!" line on multiple occasions usually to guests which pisses me off to no end because 1. you shouldn't use an ethnicity to justify your disgusting and unhealthy ways and 2. my grandfather moved to America from Italy when he was 13, him and his 8 siblings were dirt poor in Italy and he has no pride in having had lived there. It often appears that he tries to forget his time there which makes sense considering his family was not doing well there. I used to mention wanting to visit my grandpa's hometown in Italy and he would tell me not to, "that I'd be bored" My immediate family never speaks a word of Italian around the house ( me, my mom, and my stepdad don't even know the language), and my mom doesn't even like our extended family! So no, we are not Italian we are American it is ignorance at its finest. I have always been the type of person that once my mind is made up there is no going back. Therefore, all the junk food in my house and consumed around me doesn't phase me. I used to absolutely despise myself and I know I never want to feel that extreme self hatred again. Sometime's I'll doubt myself, getting scared that I'll revert back to my old excessive eating ways. But, when I am put into actual situations of temptation 85% of the time I'll resist and 10% of the time I'll have just one and log it. Part of me is terrified of gaining weight back in college. However, my family went on a 5 day trip without me recently and I found it easier on my own. If you read this whole thing thank you so much for listening to me I just had to get it out (: If anyone has comments and/or wants to vent about unsupportive people/situations feel free. I'm here to listen.