The Intimidation Factor

I am intimidated easily, though from the unlikeliest source.

Beautiful people intimidate me.

Yesterday I went to a local bookstore to bum around. I walked into the story and a very well dressed, very well made up woman said hello to me while trying to sell a product. I was intimidated. I couldn’t even look at her. She was too beautiful and I feared I would lust after her.

Such is my life, even on medication. Beautiful women intimidate me. They have an air of superiority that tells me I’m not good enough to stand in their presence. So I don’t look at them, try hard to avoid them, and carry on with my life.

For the longest time I thought I would marry a high-maintenance woman. God had other plans. I am married to a low-maintenance woman. Perhaps that is why I am not intimidated by her…or, in turn, by other women who do not take great pains to make themselves look beautiful.

What causes such intimidation? Perhaps it’s the fact that I was bullied as a child because I am overweight. Perhaps it was because I wore normal clothing rather than “designer” names from fancy stores. Perhaps my hormones are over-reactive. I don’t know.

If I don’t look you in the eye, please don’t be offended. You may be intimidating me and not realize it. You can’t help it. I wish I could.

– KT

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One Response to “The Intimidation Factor”

  1. The Rev. BT Ball Says:

    KT-
    1 Peter 3, and remember that whatever they look like on the outside will fade. Have no concern for that and be concerned with the hidden person of the heart.
    Perhaps a way to get over the fear is to remember that what is hidden is seldom beautiful and there is we preachers work and serve; with the hidden things that come to light.
    BB

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