It helps me to remember that distant relatives, old school friends, people from work, random strangers, none of them SEE MY ABS. So I'm trying to impress them...in my imagination?
Do I really want to sacrifice quality of life and enjoyment of food, to experience chronic low-grade hunger, to compromise performance, to increase moodiness and fatigue, to flirt with insomnia, so that random people who never actually see my abs might be impressed by them in some nuisance fantasy of mine? Ha! No! All the NO!!!
I want my life right now to be full and fun. I want to feel amazing. I want to perform well and sleep well. I want to be flexible and relaxed around food. Pushing for excessive leanness goes against all of that. I understand that it will not make me happier. It will not solve or change a single thing. The idea that "life will be better when I'm thinner" is a disordered diet-mind trap. I see the illusion for what it is now. We think abs will make us happy, confident, worthy, respected. Those feelings are what we really want but leanness won't give them to us. It's an inside job. We can have it or not have it at any size/weight. Being hungry, cranky, tired, and bitter from undereating tends to provide the opposite of confidence, so that pursuit is a dead end.
I try not to comment on or have an opinion about anyone's size or weight ever. This is HARD with all of society's conditioning to judge and be judged, but it's such a refreshing alternative. All of my recent reading (Health at Every Size, Body Respect, The Obesity Code, Why Diets Make Us Fat) plus the Nutrition Matters podcast, plus abandoning social media, have been really helpful at dismantling what's left of my fear and judgment.