Growing up the only one naked at home + Introduction
Hey everyone! I'm excited to have finally found a community to share some of my experiences with.
My family weren't nudist, but were fairly permissive when it came to nudity. As in, if you were naked it wasn't a big deal, but it also wasn't a thing that was encouraged. However, I was the only one who took advantage of this and was regularly naked in the house. The rest of my family, my parents and my younger brother were more modest. I never seemed to get the same sense of modesty that every other girl growing up got.
After showers or baths I usually stayed undressed to air-dry for a while. Watching TV in the living room, doing homework, chatting with family, all the things one normally does but naked. I didn't feel any pressure to put on clothes. Sometimes if circumstances allowed for it, I'd stay naked until it was time for bed and just go to sleep naked.
When I started middle school, I had to start waking up earlier which meant my dad and I would need to share the bathroom if I wanted to take morning showers. So I'd often be in the shower while my dad was at the sink getting ready for work, and we'd talk about school or whatever. We only had one bathroom, which made me wish my family was nudist. My dad and brother weren't ok with me seeing them naked, so I'd have to wait for the bathroom if they were using it. But if I were in the shower, everyone was fine going in and out of the bathroom since they knew I didn't care about being seen.
Sometimes my parents would tease me about being naked, but it was never serious, nor did they ever get mad at me over it. So I just shrugged it off and continued to do my thing.
The same comfort carried over to other places as well, like locker rooms. I'd honestly say that the feeling of taking off a wet one piece may be the best feeling in the world. As a result, I wouldn't be in any rush to put clothes back on. Sometimes my mom would get annoyed that I was taking too long to get dressed.
Growing up, I knew it was strange for my age to be so open with my nudity, but I didn't really care. Being naked felt better and more natural to me, so I kept doing it. If anything, I felt a little brave for doing something everyone else was too embarrassed to do.
Now, I'd say I'm a home nudist, still very much prefer to be naked but haven't been to a nude beach (yet!)
I am curious if anyone else had a similar experience of growing up "the naked one" in an otherwise non-nudist household? I feel like this is pretty rare.
Also, if you have any questions for me, feel free to ask away!