I just told my mother I was a nudist. It didn't go over so well. She called me a weirdo. They only response I could think of was that it's that that weird. She didn't seem to understand. I couldn't explain why nudism was so important to me. I sort of regret telling anyone.
Basically I decided to declare my bedroom as a Clothing Optional zone, and I taped the following explanation on my door:
An Explanation About My Nudity
For as far back as I can recall I have always been a nudist – even before even knew what it was called. My earliest memory was way back when I was five or six and we were still living in New Hampshire. Even then I tried to take advantage of any opportunity I could to shed my clothes. It is so refreshing and relaxing – there is no greater comfort than enjoying the warm sun, gentle breezes, and cool water.
However, I this had always been done in secrecy – for fear of getting in trouble. I cannot recall ever getting caught, but I somehow knew that our Mother could not find out. Perhaps I had a similar experience as Angela. Angela use to run naked around the house, and Mom would always yell at her to put some clothes on. It is not too great of a stretch to believe that I was also forced to put something on.
I am not ashamed of who I am, as I am doing nothing differently than if I did have clothes on, but I do fear that I would be judged unfairly. It may be easy for many to jump to wrong conclusions, since nudity is such an uncommon state of being. However, anybody who has spent an extended period of time naked would no doubt understand what it is really like.
I have feared being discovered – not knowing what people may think – but I am now older and wiser. People would either think the truth of a lie. If they think the truth about my nudity, then there is nothing to worry about. If they think a lie, then would it be my wrongdoing or theirs? I know the truth, and God also knows – his opinion is the only one that really matters.
Anyone who knew the truth would know that I enjoy trekking across the fields and down the the stream behind our house. They would know that I enjoy the fresh air and exercise. They would know that such an activity like an amazing two hour vacation that leaves me peaceful, happy, and energized. They would know that my actions are no different than if I were clothed – though nothing compares to enjoying nature naturally.
My one regret was not being able to share these wonderful moments with anyone. Going out alone is nice, but it would have been much better with someone to talk to. How I have longed for someone to splash around in the stream with me!
Each of us, however, have kept ourselves guarded – never revealing our thoughts. I am perhaps the most guilty of this – even overcompensating to the point where I did not get dressed in the same room as Jon – or even being able to swim without a t-shirt. I tried my hardest not to reveal who I really was, but now there is no need – I am giving a full confession.
I have heard and seen evidence indicating that we all desire to be a little more free and open – with fewer topics being too taboo to even consider discussing. I'm not saying we all wish to go nude, though some of us may. I am more saying that there are certain things we, as a family, simply don't talk about for one reason or another. It doesn't really make sense for use to be so guarded.
Why now? Maybe there isn't any concrete answer to that question. Maybe it's because this has been something I have been thinking about for a long time. Maybe it's simply because I've enjoyed nine hours of nudity over the past two days and I anticipate enjoying more opportunities during this warmer weather. Maybe it's because I've realized that only the truth really matters and not what misconceptions others may have. It could also be because I have little to lose, yet potentially much to gain by telling everyone.
-Norman Tahoe-
Basically I decided to declare my bedroom as a Clothing Optional zone, and I taped the following explanation on my door:
An Explanation About My Nudity
For as far back as I can recall I have always been a nudist – even before even knew what it was called. My earliest memory was way back when I was five or six and we were still living in New Hampshire. Even then I tried to take advantage of any opportunity I could to shed my clothes. It is so refreshing and relaxing – there is no greater comfort than enjoying the warm sun, gentle breezes, and cool water.
However, I this had always been done in secrecy – for fear of getting in trouble. I cannot recall ever getting caught, but I somehow knew that our Mother could not find out. Perhaps I had a similar experience as Angela. Angela use to run naked around the house, and Mom would always yell at her to put some clothes on. It is not too great of a stretch to believe that I was also forced to put something on.
I am not ashamed of who I am, as I am doing nothing differently than if I did have clothes on, but I do fear that I would be judged unfairly. It may be easy for many to jump to wrong conclusions, since nudity is such an uncommon state of being. However, anybody who has spent an extended period of time naked would no doubt understand what it is really like.
I have feared being discovered – not knowing what people may think – but I am now older and wiser. People would either think the truth of a lie. If they think the truth about my nudity, then there is nothing to worry about. If they think a lie, then would it be my wrongdoing or theirs? I know the truth, and God also knows – his opinion is the only one that really matters.
Anyone who knew the truth would know that I enjoy trekking across the fields and down the the stream behind our house. They would know that I enjoy the fresh air and exercise. They would know that such an activity like an amazing two hour vacation that leaves me peaceful, happy, and energized. They would know that my actions are no different than if I were clothed – though nothing compares to enjoying nature naturally.
My one regret was not being able to share these wonderful moments with anyone. Going out alone is nice, but it would have been much better with someone to talk to. How I have longed for someone to splash around in the stream with me!
Each of us, however, have kept ourselves guarded – never revealing our thoughts. I am perhaps the most guilty of this – even overcompensating to the point where I did not get dressed in the same room as Jon – or even being able to swim without a t-shirt. I tried my hardest not to reveal who I really was, but now there is no need – I am giving a full confession.
I have heard and seen evidence indicating that we all desire to be a little more free and open – with fewer topics being too taboo to even consider discussing. I'm not saying we all wish to go nude, though some of us may. I am more saying that there are certain things we, as a family, simply don't talk about for one reason or another. It doesn't really make sense for use to be so guarded.
Why now? Maybe there isn't any concrete answer to that question. Maybe it's because this has been something I have been thinking about for a long time. Maybe it's simply because I've enjoyed nine hours of nudity over the past two days and I anticipate enjoying more opportunities during this warmer weather. Maybe it's because I've realized that only the truth really matters and not what misconceptions others may have. It could also be because I have little to lose, yet potentially much to gain by telling everyone.
-Norman Tahoe-
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