I am not my weight

Wanted to take a shower tonight, after night snack.
I was feeling pretty grounded, determined not to have behaviors.
So I had no behaviors. And I'm glad about that. But I did look in the mirror. DOES NOT feel good. I feel enormous. Huge. Disgusting. Hideous. I've gained  SO much weight this past week. I can see it. My stomach, my legs... my arms and back don't look much different. I wish I was more proportionate right now. But it's part of the process. The bloating, the weight gain around the middle. Sigh. I hate refeeding.

I am not my weight.
I am not my clothing size.
I am not defined by how I look.
There are much more important things in life - I am a good person. I am kind and compassionate and caring. I love kids, I love animals, I care deeply about the friends I have.
I matter, no matter what size I am. Trying to believe that.
Good night friends.
Learn to love your beautiful selves.