I was always so hard on myself, starting with childhood ED etc. Constantly berated as a child and it left terrible mental scars re my appearance.
As an adult I started hiking for the first time. Like really hiking. Then I learned to ride a bike and even Yoga! I adore it now and do it in the privacy of my home or in a spare room at the local community center. Turned out to be a great way to calm anxiety and ptsd storms.
I was so amazed I could do these things and then I got better at it. At some point I remember being proud of myself...PROUD. What a thing! (for me:)My body took me up that hill and I was just so happy. Years have passed and now I creak and crunch but I'm still going strong.
Finding the "purpose" of my body was magical. Silly to anyone but me. There I was with my cellulite, spider veins, and countless other flaws LOL and I felt like the proud parent of something "new". Something it took me so long time to discover.
The feeling hasn't changed...I am grateful my body survived my last round of stress and I acknowledge the toll it did take which gives me pause, then kind consideration. My body has always done the best it can and allowed me to do many wonderful things. Today "we" are good friends.
I wonder if you could take the focus off of what you see and give it a "purpose" in some way. Stretching, a routine walk. Forget food just use your body as it was meant to be used. Learn to stand tall...the trick is not to pull your shoulders back....feel the back of the tippy top of your head and when you walk feel the length in your neck and let it lift. Your posture falls just right. Walk around the block and do this you will be surprised how good it feels. Look a bit UP when you walk, just tilt your chin a bit.
Lay on your back and see how you breathe....upper chest or does your tummy rise and fall. It is amazing to take time and pay attention. I do think the body is a miracle and miraculous in its potential.
Honestly I mean this not as a "pitch" but finding peace with my body, I have my moments.... but after so much angst my weight concerns settled as did my view of it.
Older now I actually smile at the changes and still so happy I can still do so much and actually am fit for my age. Grey hair has joined the cellulite but its all good. All welcome.
I wish you contentment, you can find it I am sure.
Best,
Whirlwind