I exaggerate. Censored to avoid having to use the "NSFW" label.
If you read my first post, you might find yourself asking, “Who are the crazies he is fighting? Am I a crazy? Who does this guy think he is, calling me crazy? Is he even a real nudist?”
Yep, I definitely am. While I was not raised as one, I did adopt the lifestyle early on in my childhood. I grew up skinny dipping every chance I got in our backyard pool or in the creek that ran behind our house. I spent every moment I could naked, mostly in my room, and when I was older and my parents left me home alone, I went nude in every other part of the house. And in the woods, and in our barn, anywhere I could get away with it!
I don’t remember when the label “nudist” first came into my mind. I was inspired to nude living by natives in National Geographic. I didn’t know what a “nudist” was. I just knew that those natives looked pretty damn comfortable, and I wanted to be like them.
It was probably towards the end of middle school, when I first had some access to the internet that I first adopted the label. Of course, to this day I still prefer the term “naturist” to describe myself, though that does cause some confusion to people who have never explored the lifestyle. In one of these posts I’ll explain my definitions of the two words, but for now I’m just going to use them interchangeably as I go.
The first time I ever heard the label applied in my family was by my brother. He claimed on some we profile of his to be a nudist, much to my parent’s chagrin. I think they saw right through him, his interests in nudism were limited to voyeurism and exhibitionism and more prurient attitudes. These are the attitudes that I intend to combat most in this blog.
My parents don't have a favorable view of nudism at all. At least that's what I suspect. The few times nudism came up in my youth they didn’t seem too positive. Heck, my mother covered my eyes for nude scenes, even when they involved male buttocks. Yet the National Geographics stayed in the bathroom....
Anyway, I kept it a secret from my family and most of my friends. I still do. But only because most people misunderstand it. Hence the relative anonymity here. I’m not hiding from you, I’m hiding from them. Though on this platform I'm letting it slip a bit.
I am not a member of any club (though I am trying to join one local club), nor am I a card carrying AANR member. I can’t afford that stuff. I just live naked at home. I camp when able and visit the beach when I can, though I haven't been in forever. But that’s about the extent of it. I have no agenda other than the naked (puns heh) desire to make nudity acceptable to the culture at large.
This blog is my attempt to do so.