I recently became a nudist and love this lifestyle, but I still live home with parents and siblings. I’m the only one in the family that’s a nudist, is there anyone who had same problem and what did you do to live the lifestyle more? How can you meet other nudist and do activity’s when it’s winter and you can’t go to nude beaches?
The best is to be honest. Open up and say I want to be nudist, you may have to compromise, Depending on your location there may be nudist venues that you can go to, but in the winter I still dress for the weather.
Being a nudist in a non-nudist family can be difficult. Does anyone in the family know? The winter months tend to put a damper on things. You could look for others near you or just wait for warmer weather. I do more nude outside activities in warmer weather. There are lots of good people here that can give you all kinds of advice.
Growing up I had the same issue when living at home. My large family just didn’t get it. That was fine I anxiously waited for spring to hit the local nude beach. Now in my later years I no longer have a local nude beach or house full of family but I can lay in my own yard but I miss the social aspect of the beach. I guess we just look for opportunities and take advantage of them when possible. It would be nice to see a broader acceptance but I’ve waited many years for that. Hope to meet you on a beach someday.
My family was non- nudist and was not interested when I tried to explain it to them, so I just going on My own.
I come from a large family, where my sister and I, love to be naked, since we were young. My sister was 4 years older than me. My other sister and brothers didn't, but my mum and dad, sometimes did, but was mainly dressed. They didn't mind my sister and I being naked and just let us get on with it. I think they didn't want to make us feel strange or different in any way. On are birthdays the hole of the family would be naked from when we got up to when we went to bed. Or we would just take off all are clothes off when we got in from school, or my dad when he got in from work. Just to give us a bit of family support.