I Am Becoming A Nudist And Didn’t Plan It

This didn’t happen overnight. It was a gradual process that I can see very clearly now.
It all started in my late 20s when I disliked wearing high heels more and more, so I sold all my high heels and exchanged them with comfortable sneakers and flip-flops. At home, I don’t like to wear any shoes either. Only if it is really super cold, I have my fluffy boots that keep me warm.
Then in my early 30s, I started to dislike bras more and more. They are super uncomfortable. All of them. Believe me. I tried all kinds of models and brands. Nothing felt great. All of them felt restrictive all of a sudden. I remember going out clubbing with one of my best friends, and she was so shocked that I wore a sports bra instead of a push-up or something.

So I stopped wearing bras. Only when I do workouts with a lot of jumping around like HIIT, I still use my more or less comfortable sports bras, but after the class, I cannot wait to take my sports bra off. Did I get saggy boobs from this? No. They even feel stronger since I let them breathe.
And now in my early 40s, I started to dislike underwear too. I experimented with different models, of course, and even cut some on the side of the pants to make them more comfortable, but nothing really works. I still feel so restricted. I still wear my underwear once a month because there is just no way out, and I also wear underwear when it is too obvious and we go out to events or so, but ideally, I find an outfit where this is not necessary. I like to let it breathe.
What do I wear at home? Sometimes I wear my linen dress that is super light and comfortable, without any underwear or bra but ideally nothing.
This is my latest passion: to run around completely naked at home, and I love it. I never felt so free, without any restrictive clothes on my body. Pure Freedom.
What happened?
I have a theory.
I used to go to work in a blazer, high heels, and work 9–5. My life changed a lot since then. Nowadays, I am a blogger and a yoga teacher, focusing on meditation.
In 2015, I had my first psychedelic experience with a magic mushroom tea. Since then, I’ve gone deeper and deeper into this rabbit hole of new understanding and knowledge.
I became much more sensitive to vibration and energy around me.
I don’t like getting amongst people. In fact, I don’t like most people. You would never guess that I think like this. Old friends would say about me that I am a people person and great with people. I just can’t deal with all these negative emotions and patterns around me anymore, and it is similar with my clothes.
I just want to be free. Free from clothes, free from low vibrations. I want to open my mind even more. I want to understand this super intelligent vehicle that we call the human body.
I might also just turn crazy. I have no idea where this journey will lead me, but it is at least an adventure and not a boring life with a 9–5 anymore. I am very grateful for that.
Crazy? Yeah. Maybe. But it is hard not to go crazy in an insane world.
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