J
Jordache
Guest
To start off, I don't hate men... Some of you drive me up a wall at times, but I know there are a good few out there. But I am so fed up. I have prayed and sought counsel for this for months and I have come to the conclusion that much of this perverted attention I get has a spiritual root. I can see how it seems so, but I really don't believe this is overspiritualizing. Some of you know my testimony so the root is probably simple to see.
I have attractive friends some of whom dress provocatively. I do not. I'm feminine. I wear dresses. I like color. I llike clothes, but I cover up. But this doesn't seem to work. No matter how much I ignore men, reseat myself, or tell them off... I'm like a freaking magnet to them. I'm not being picky. I'm not talking about a wink, a smile, or even a compliment. I'm talking the perv stare from across the room, the completely suggestive postures, gestures, and animalistic grunts. I'm sick of it, but I feel like I can never get away from it. My mentor knows all about it and its gotten to the point where I have my own little group of intercessors because in some demonic way Satan is dragging the worst of the worst to me.
Just a few days ago I was riding the bus as some crazy old man started reprimanding me in a bus full of people for texting. I was so close to telling him to back off and the he starts hitting on me. The next day I went to the worship kinship at my church. Some new man came and I was stuck outside waiting to get in. I didn't know the man but I was cautioned in my spirit so I texted the pastor inside the building "please don't leave me out here with this stranger." He came out and everything was fine. But that night the same man was at a church Valentines family event. I walked in the room and went to say hi to my friend whom he was talking to. I said hi and he told me if I went outside the cops would pick me up because I looked like a prostitute. Why, because I wore red to a Valentines event?! Then a few minutes later as I was avoiding him, he approached me while I was talking to a friend and told me I was obviously looking for a husband. I turned and walked away and my friend followed me. I told him about the previous comment and he almost hauled off and punched the guy. The whole night this guy stared at me from across the room. I couldn't dance because I felt like I was being stripped bare.
Yesterday morning I was walking to church and at 6 am 3 different men pulled off the road to give me a ride. Two of them turned around several times to come back for me. When I got to my meeting point, some crazy man at the McDonalds started in on me, offering me movie contracts and declaring it was definitely not porn because he was catholic. I ignored him. I moved. He just kept going. When my ride finally got there he told me I should invest in a fake mustache.
I'm so sick of this and I don't know how to make it stop. This was just a few days of my life.
I have attractive friends some of whom dress provocatively. I do not. I'm feminine. I wear dresses. I like color. I llike clothes, but I cover up. But this doesn't seem to work. No matter how much I ignore men, reseat myself, or tell them off... I'm like a freaking magnet to them. I'm not being picky. I'm not talking about a wink, a smile, or even a compliment. I'm talking the perv stare from across the room, the completely suggestive postures, gestures, and animalistic grunts. I'm sick of it, but I feel like I can never get away from it. My mentor knows all about it and its gotten to the point where I have my own little group of intercessors because in some demonic way Satan is dragging the worst of the worst to me.
Just a few days ago I was riding the bus as some crazy old man started reprimanding me in a bus full of people for texting. I was so close to telling him to back off and the he starts hitting on me. The next day I went to the worship kinship at my church. Some new man came and I was stuck outside waiting to get in. I didn't know the man but I was cautioned in my spirit so I texted the pastor inside the building "please don't leave me out here with this stranger." He came out and everything was fine. But that night the same man was at a church Valentines family event. I walked in the room and went to say hi to my friend whom he was talking to. I said hi and he told me if I went outside the cops would pick me up because I looked like a prostitute. Why, because I wore red to a Valentines event?! Then a few minutes later as I was avoiding him, he approached me while I was talking to a friend and told me I was obviously looking for a husband. I turned and walked away and my friend followed me. I told him about the previous comment and he almost hauled off and punched the guy. The whole night this guy stared at me from across the room. I couldn't dance because I felt like I was being stripped bare.
Yesterday morning I was walking to church and at 6 am 3 different men pulled off the road to give me a ride. Two of them turned around several times to come back for me. When I got to my meeting point, some crazy man at the McDonalds started in on me, offering me movie contracts and declaring it was definitely not porn because he was catholic. I ignored him. I moved. He just kept going. When my ride finally got there he told me I should invest in a fake mustache.
I'm so sick of this and I don't know how to make it stop. This was just a few days of my life.