Need Some Advice

i pick and choose who i tell... some i tell and some i just say im on a high protein/low carb diet which is true.

I was open about my surgery from the get-go.  Now, when people ask, I say "Diet, low-carbing, exercising...and, oh, yes, had most of my stomach removed" and keep moving.

when people mention it, i just laugh or smile and say, "yeah, i am literally working my ass off"

Part of the reason most of us are in this situation is because we abuse food. Trying to develop a healthy relationship with food is part of this journey. Being honest about your journey is a very important piece as well. Shame and guilt are part of the abuse cycle. Therefore, I would encourage you to tell the truth about your surgery. You do not have to go into details but part of your recovery means being comfortable in your decisions even if others are not. You are only as sick as your secrets. Best of luck to you....

I understand what you're saying, but sometimes it's not as easy as just being honest. I recently took a dear friend out to lunch, and told her about my upcoming surgery and weight loss journey. I immediately felt the judgement about my decision pouring out of her, and while I could tell she chose her words (and lack thereof) carefully, her face, body language and replies spoke VOLUMES. I went from a feeling of full happiness and confidence, to feeling terrible, and judged. I remember getting into my car feeing like my balloon had be deflated. I vowed at that moment to not share this anymore, JUST to keep from others potentially robbing my joy. This is a sweet, wonderful person, who has never, ever said or done anything to hurt me...she's a good friend....and even SHE didn't react the way I thought she would. The truth is, that she doesn't know, or understand the battles behind weight struggles and she doesn't understand weight loss surgery. I can't expect her to understand either of these, just like I can't expect a coworker or stranger to understand. So from now on, I will stay quiet. I just can't risk someone else deflating my balloon again...
especially when it's something I'm so excited about.

(P.S. I have told my family, and they're very supportive, it's the others I'm worried about)