I don't like looking in mirrors either. I'm 115 pounds overweight. Since my body is part of "me" just like my head and heart, I try to think kindly of it and realize that it is trying to help me, often in ways I may not understand. If one thinks about it independently, it's odd that we think being a certain way (weigh? :-) is wrong in some way or looks bad.

You have a busy little, buzy little bee as your avatar. If you hadn't been injured, would you have been rushing around? :-) Could your injury and added weight be a message to slow down in some way? Sometimes I think our bodies, not having words, are like dreams and we have to unlock what they're saying and straighten that out before things will change. My T said though that there's a time limit on that though (kind of like the period where a child can learn to talk or will never talk).

I try to be as interested and look as kindly on my body as I can as otherwise it's kind of like fighting myself and I don't think that can work.