Everyone knows I’m a nudist!
Nope. Not even close.
Sure, a few close friends and family know about my propensity for being naked, but few know how much. I keep it in the closet for a multitude of reasons.
Partly because I just can’t be what I want to be with it.
I want to be a family nudist. I want to have nudist friends. I want to go camping and to the beach. I want to join clubs and socialize. I want it to just be my life.
But I can’t. My wife is anti-social, and nudity is vulnerability, and being vulnerable is scary. My kids go either way, but since it’s not a part of their lives (apart from my wife and my nudity at home, and occasionally theirs as well) it feels almost daunting to introduce social nudity now. The beaches are far away (and no one but me would participate) and camping is expensive. The local club? It’s all older people who are opposed to kids and singles and would rather play shuffleboard than do anything “fun.”
So I stay in the closet.
Source: Orthodox Nudism
Original publication 21 November, 2019
Posted on NatCorn 7th December 2019
[scf-post-tag output=”p” separator=”, “]
Reference to an article does not infer endorsement of any views expressed.