People piss me off...hello it's called an addiction!

I have no patience for ignorance. I was just on Facebook, I rarely ever pay attention to the all the Pages I have Liked. Anyway I saw something that caught my eye on Jason Aldeen's page. He posted a Video that was made to raise awareness for COPD. My dad died of COPD. I'm a little sensitive to the matter. I chose to read the comments. Well some idiot thought it would be cool to shown her intelligence by commenting "I am an RN people have COPD because they smoke and we are supposed to feel sorry for them?" well needless to say that struck a nerve. Even if you feel that way keep it to yourself. In watched my dad suffer and then die from this disease. Not good. He would have taken it all back if he could. I had to let her know just what I thought of her and that I doubt her job was an RN. Oh and that I thought she was a female dog. Sad as it is smoking is an addiction. We all know the warnings that it causes cancer, and low birth weight and on and on. Still a lot of people smoke. It's hard to quit. I myself don't smoke but my addiction is with food. I have turned to food for comfort and have used it to stuff feelings and on and on. Like any other addict we all know the risks. Heart disease, diabetes, stroke ECT. But we ignore it and hide. Unlike smokers food addicts can. Try and deny our problem. I was good at that. I would eat in secret. In my car. I wouldn't smell like food like a smoker would smell like cigarettes. I could pretend I hadn't eaten all day. I could not go into a store to pay for gas because I would buy chips and candy. I still have to pay at the pump. Like all addicts I have to know my triggers.
In April 2009 I was told, after a routine Doctor ap, that I had a heart attack. My GP sent me to a Cardiologist and they read my EKG and confirmed that yes that is what it says. I had a Nuclear Stress Test and Echo Cardio Gram and Blood Tests all to learn that no I had not had a heart attack my cholesterol was good blood pressure normal but my one valve was enlarged and there was a small amount of scar tissue on my heart. The Dr said that all of this was due to weight. If I lost the weight the valve would return to normal and the risk would lessen. I was scared. I started to eat right and I did everything that they told me to do. Then we moved. I became depressed and old habits came back and I started doing old behavior all over again. The risk to my health was not even enough to make me keep up the change.
The night that my dad died, 7 out of 9 people that were in his room lit a cigarette when we hit the parking lot. I yelled at all of them and told them how stupid they were that they all just watched my dad die from smoking related illness. I drove straight to Mc Donalds and drown my sorrows in a fish fillet.
Unlike other addictions, we all have to eat. It is knowing when not to eat that is the question. I have learned that food is fuel. It is not my comfort or my friend. It really isn't my enemy either.
I have had heartless people snicker and make rude comments behind my back about my weight. It doesn't feel good. You don't know what people are going through. I can guarantee you that anyone with an addiction does not want it. No matter what it is. I spent years hating myself and the way I looked. I wanted to be rid of this weight. I just did not know where to start. I now am on the right track but I will fight this everyday for the rest of my life. I will always be in recovery.
This is a very sensitive subject for me and I did not want to expose this side as it is personal. However ignorant people just irritate me. I just had to rant.
Thank you and this is why I Keep Moving..because don't take it for granted.