by Superpan on Thu Mar 11, 2010 7:13 pm
Thanks for the welcome and now on with the story.
I have been interested in nudity since when I was very young. My parents would always get angry when me or my sisters would walk in on them in the shower and they would also let us watch their tv shows like Saturday Night Live, The Drew Carey Show, Will and Grace, etc, so, being four years old and not knowing what women had down there, I assumed sex was just making out naked, and being four, sex as a concept creeped me out. That said, when I was getting dressed, I would always spend time either not wearing a shirt or pants just to see what it was like. I spent more time without a shirt, because if you see my posts, you can see I am a big fan of Jesus, and when I was younger, I would act out his life as a game, and being without a shirt was the only way to do the crucifixion justice.
Around the age of eight, I started not going without a shirt or pants anywhere, even while getting dressed. This stopped my bathing and I started having green mold grow on my feet. Soon after, I started puberty and became much more interested in various states of undress. I would feel hot at night and see what I felt like lying in bed in my underwear. I started thinking about having a nude wedding, nude holidays, and naked days around my house with my hypothetical wife and kids. I never seriously considered nudism because I still associated that with nudist colonies and I do not find cutting yourself off from the outside world and living in a commune all that appealing. At the same time I, the pre-teen that I was, discovered how to use a search engine and used it for what you'd expect a boy to use it for. This made me feel for the first time extremely bad about something I had done and I soon realized all the other selfish and, qutie frankly, evil ways I acted towards other people which made me lose confidence and feel insecure.
Being a teenage boy who had no luck with girls, my internet problem would occasionally resurface, until finally, after a bad end to a crush, I thought that if I looked at all the nudity on the internet, I would stop. I did not know that there is an infinite amount of nudity on the internet and inadverdantly developed an addiction. Luckily for me, that included many nudism sites. I was quickly won over by the philosophy, but did not want to move to a commune. That was when I found out that nudist colonies had become nudist resorts! Being the liberal republican that I am, I was delighted to see what I had thought the epitome of being a hippie had become a capitalist enterprise and that most nudists practiced it in their home. I officially declared myself a nudist in my mind and started sleeping nude every chance I get.
The main thing that drew me to it was that if I raised my kids nudist, then my sons would never develop the addiction I had with the internet and my daughters would not think their bodies were only for boys and other people to judge them, like these girls I know that broke down crying because some boys were going to have to see them without their makeup. Nudism alos helped me beat the addiction and get me in a closer relationship with God. I think that I enjoy nudism so much because I am just in my natural state and am just me. I noticed that all our cultures heroes, like Hercules, Jesus, Peter Pan, Mickey Mouse, or superheroes, do their heroic deeds near or in the nude. I think this is because being nude shows that you are you and nothing else and that is enough for you. Also, you don't waste all that time changing.
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Superpan on Fri Mar 12, 2010 2:19 am, edited 2 times in total.