A Long Talk About My History As A Nudist
![Image](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDWLzjyaDBpFZVVMcRu5d1q_qcJKIJN8t75TUg9Xv3OHDuMUN-m16N5sBEIyxjNHmnpHqMYwug20UIJud3Gk1Z6EuvXOI3VUe-Nr3qTjGoE3hddU-5c3I5sUjuiDvemINLZP1OFX3W9-HWF4kSbr0TsI-eXWVu_ATU7ffyG2YIzhhg8pBp6mqNawZjEMA/s320/08-15-2024-1.jpg)
I find it most comfortable when I have nothin on but my headphones. I've been a nudist the vast majority of my life. Even as a young kid, my Father, my Brother and I would end up watching TV in the evening with not a single piece of clothing on us. Mother was not quite into it. She had this Catholic guilt thing going on, as she was raised Catholic. Although she converted to the United Church when she married my Father, she never lost that sense of self shame. I always found that to be sad, and wished show could have moved past that repressive viewpoint driven into her as a child, and life a lot more freely. But she never did. It was different in the 1970's, 1980's and 1990's I think. People where a hell of a lot more repressed when it came to nudity, and even in their homes, it was not something they tended to do. Not one of my friends at the time (as a kid or teen) where into the nudist lifestyle and only a couple of them even knew most of my family where nudists. I fi