How you were raised

This is for people like me whose parents were never naked. Mine covered themselves or ran for cover in the very rare event of an accident thereby teaching me to do the same and I learned that being seen naked was something embarrassing.

If you visit this forum I guess you are pro-nudity. What was it that caused you to change your mind and unlearn what your parents taught you?

For me I was staying at a friend's place and it was time to take a shower. He went first and he was so casual about being naked in front of me. This was the first time I began to consider that maybe my parents' way is not the only way. When it came my turn I did the same as him. I tried to act cool as ice like it was normal for me but really it was a rush.

What did it for you?

 

I think it just came from my own mind to be honest. I never knew any nudists growing up, or even anyone who was all that comfortable being naked. My mum always told me she hated her body. So I think I just thought it through, and formed an opinion by myself and with the help of online communities like this one

 

I remember that when our family would take a trip to Dallas, we'd pass a billboard on the interstate for the Ponderosa Nudist Community. I asked my parents what it was all about. My father told me that it was a place for perverts to go, so that the men could look at each other's wives naked. I asked why the guys would want to let other guys see their wives naked, and why the wives would go along. He said it was because they're all perverts.

My mom was too embarrassed to even say anything except comment that they shouldn't be able to have billboards up like that.

I have always been the sort of person who didn't like quick answers. I thought about it and asked, why would guys need to do that if there are already strip clubs to go to? If they had wives that people wanted to see naked, they could get their wives (assuming the men had all the control in the relationship, the way my dad did) to work at the strip clubs. That way the same thing happened, only people made money. (I was a schemer, even then).

That's when he told me that they take their kids along, because they like to look at little kids naked. I thought, wow. There are a lot of perverts in the world.

At the same time, I thought about the fact that right at that moment, there were a bunch of kids running around and playing outside and going swimming and they were all completely naked. And I didn't really think much about all the perverts. I just knew that I'd rather be doing that than even going to Six Flags. It just sounded like heaven.

So, being upfront about things, I told my dad that I wanted to go and check it out. He told me that was no place for kids, and that I should pray about it. So, I did. I still wanted to check it out, though. I already knew that most things were not as bad as my parents usually made them out to be.

 

Then, I got to college. Naked parties. That was fun. Next thing you know, I'm in a park at night with some male and female friends, and we're playing truth or dare and I get dared to get naked. So, I do. I was a wild man, couldn't be stopped. And that was my first time naked outside. It was a little dangerous, but not much. It was a small school in a tiny town. I loved it. It was everything I had hoped it would be. So, I didn't put my clothes back on the rest of the evening. Instead, I spent the rest of the truth or dare game getting my friends naked with me.

That was it. Since then, I've needed no provocation-- just an opportunity. I don't know why I love it so much. I just do.

 

For me it was having a sauna and realising the benefits it gives, and then extending this to swimming when on holiday.

 

it really started when I lived on my own in college. I wandered around naked alot due to the heat and no $$ for A/C. And has continued ever since.

But was raised to have a bathrobe on all the time... when not in my room..

My wife is really naked all the time so its natural..

 

Despite my parents very conservative rules, I would go skinny dipping with my cousins. Girls and boys. We knew our parents would have been shocked, but we all thought it was good fun. And it was. It always started as a dare, but after one person finally got naked, everyone else would peel off the clothes. After 5 min. you don't even think about it too much. It just seemed normal. I think we did this up until I was about 16 and moved to a different state.

 

over the past year i've learned to love myself and i've become a lot more natural. also, i made a whole bunch of new friends who seemed really comfortable with their bodies so it boosted my confidence. if you're always around people talking about other people's bodies it gets to you. i'm glad i got out of that situation.

 

me too, love child. I'm glad you've found some good people. Good friends can make for a good life, even if almost everything else is shitty.

 

Clothing was never an issue when i was growing up Mum went topless on holiday and in the garden in summer I thought it was perfectly natural> I was never told not to go topless as I was growing up and have raised my 2 the same way if they want to hang out naked its up to them