I used to pass out in church. and the image of a near naked man nailed to a stick was not inspiring, it was frightening.this all started the very first time I was in church and never let up. Not until I just stopped going.
I was brought up Protestant, and crucifixes and other representations of the crucifixion startled me when I first encountered them. They didn't frighten me, but I always thought them utterly revolting and avoided looking at them. I still do.