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I am Woman: Hear my Clothes Come Off!


As I sit here nude and look down, I notice that I’m a woman. Wait, let me check again. Yep, I’m a woman. Being that I’m in Nude Recreation, I can be labeled a Woman in Nude Recreation. Deep, huh?

What does it mean to be a Woman in Nude Recreation? I hear about this group of individuals but don’t really understand what it means. I suppose the group was created to encourage more women to participate in Nude Recreation. OK, good idea!

More women in Nude Recreation would be awesome. It’s good to see other women at our parks and our womanly ways add to any group. But, more importantly, women need to experience nudism. I read an article recently about how many women won’t go to the gym due to feeling uncomfortable changing in the locker room. Within my job, I hear constantly of kids failing gym because they refuse to change in the locker room. As an aunt, I hear my young nieces talking about their bodies- never positively, of course. We’ve all heard of crazy spending on liposuction, plastic surgery, and the like- sometimes on men, but most often on women. Clearly, there are some major body acceptance issues going on that need to be addressed in Womandom.

How are we going to get women to see that Nude Recreation is an option? Not only is it an option, it’s a fantastic option because of the acceptance, love, support, friendship, and encouragement that are found within the nudist community. I personally spent an awful lot of money between childhood and approaching age 30 paying therapists to fix me. It didn’t work. Do you want to know what worked? You probably already guessed: nudism. That’s not to say that therapy isn’t helpful or necessary for some, but my reality was that the nudist environment, in which I was wanted, appreciated, and loved for who I am, was all I needed to overcome years and years of depression. It was miraculous, really, and I wish that I had become a nudist loooong ago.

I became a nudist out of shear desperation: it was my last attempt to make my life livable before calling it quits. Little did I know that life being livable was just the beginning on the road to a glorious life! How do we get other women, who maybe aren’t at that level but definitely could grow more joyful as a result of nudism, to try it out? I don’t have the answer, sadly, but I’m going to try to figure it out. Any ideas???

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