That’s 10 years a nudist..

2023 marks a decade since I decided to make ‘that’ huge change with the way I live.

What started out as a little urge in the back of my head, became my identity.

My desire to live naked by myself.

The result, I lost more friends than I made in the last decade. My secret did not remain a secret for long (courtesy of an ex-partner). All I could do is embrace the isolation (makes no sense huh), and share my thoughts with the world.

So what changes have I seen in 10 years?

Obviously, I’ve grown older…

I have a smaller condensed friends circle, ones who still accept me (provided I’m dressed when I see them)

I’ve been in and out of 3 more relationships…

My family no longer gets startled if they see me walking about naked when I visit them on holidays.

I don’t give a fuck about the way my body looks or how much I weigh.

I’ve heard comments by people that, I should’ve become a pornstar, I didn’t give a fuck about them either.

Lastly, I have never been as happy as I am at the moment.

Peace out people.

Published by cyrusthenudist

Free spirited, movie buff, burger lover, ambidextrous artist and practicing naturist.

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