Thanks for posting this. Being tall and not exactly muscular, but certainly large (6'2" and 220-240lbs), I had absorbed the message since I was basically a teenager that I was potentially threatening and just plain dangerous by virtue of the body I walk around in. I spent so much time, emotional energy, and effort to make myself smaller and less threatening that I became almost a perfect target. At the end, she "came at me" as if to hit me, and when I pointed it out later (because I thought it was worth salvaging), she dismissed me with "you're so much bigger, all you had to do was stick out your arm". As if it was a friggin' cartoon.