How to Be a Nudist

It’s simple, but initially, it’s hard to do. I can’t remember when I didn’t want to be naked. As a kid, I could only do it when no one was home. There were ample opportunities to do so, mind you. At first, there was titillation and arousal. But as I grew older, nudity stopped being sexual and started being normal. Somehow at the age of 20, I could be naked in front of people and not get sexually excited. I know that I was the exception to the rule as far as being male was concerned. It may be that way for females, but a female would have to tell you about that.

So being a nudist is simply taking off our clothes at home and not putting them on unless we get cold, no matter how sexually exciting it may be. Getting used to being naked and separating sexual thoughts from feeling freedom is vital. I started asking myself, “Do I want to be naked to experience an orgasm or to be an exhibitionist, or do I want to be naked just to feel the freedom and fly in the face of the repressive rules I’m expected to abide by?”

If it’s sexual, find an appropriate way to express that. If it’s to be free, then be. Interestingly, many males express their sexual urges openly and without thinking about them. The anonymity of the internet seems to promote sexual misbehaviour and, therefore, habitual ways of thinking.

Just as interesting, I fail to understand why males have such trouble letting go of sexual ideas. I have spent many hours with friends and acquaintances trying to explain to them how to be naked without being aroused, and they don’t understand, nor do they even bother to try to understand. It’s not hard to think differently, but they don’t want to think for some peculiar reason.

The sexualization of the human body starts on the day we’re born. The habitual ideas that cause non-nudist males to behave the way we do starts when we are forced to wear clothes. That’s when it started with me. Wearing clothes always made me think about what women looked like naked, and yeah, the images I saw in my head and on the pages of erotic magazines were arousing, and therefore I learned to see women as sex objects. Women dressed in provocative clothes, and the girls in school played on their sex. It was tough to think any other way. That programming lasted until I became aware of social nudism.

It was 2004. The internet was a toddler, and social nudism came to my awareness. I was still a home nudist. My girlfriend at the time accepted that and would often join me. We visited a resort near us several times and an approved clothing-optional beach in Toronto, where we grew up. It was natural to peel off the skins of oppression and befriend other nudists at the resort and beach. Life started to feel normal for me.

Think about anything other than being naked or having sexual thoughts. To make things simple, take off your clothes and relax. If you’re aroused, lay on your belly, cover-up, or take a swim. Take part in an activity you’d typically do when clothed; trust me, being naked will become second nature. It’s normal and natural.