Sharing Naked Photos is Part of My Self-Care Routine
And I wouldn’t have it any other way…
When I get out of the shower, I go up to my bedroom, drop the towel, pick up my phone and flip the camera in my direction and start rolling around in bed posing for nudes for my partner.
We’re in a long distance relationship, we’ve only had the pleasure of meeting once (so far!) and sending daily pics of ourselves is something we do to stay connected, feel closer, and of course, spice things the hell up.
Some people may think I’m a nut — sending nudes to guy I met on the internet and fell for quickly, but for better or worse, I trust him implicitly to keep them private and destroy them if our relationship ends.
I know it can be a dangerous, risky thing, to share nudes with people over the phone, even people you love and trust, but I choose to do it anyway because it enhances the sexual side of our relationship.
Even more?
It makes me feel really, really fucking good.
To be fair, I started taking the photos for the benefit of my partner, but I’d still be taking them anyway even if I didn’t have anyone to send them to.
I never considered myself a very attractive woman. I am not the kind that turns heads in the street and I can’t recall a time when a man hit on me without being a lewd dick about it.
My body didn’t get much attention, even from myself, because I just didn’t want to look at it until someone else began showing interest.
Then, I began seeing things in myself that I never have before.
Rolling around in bed naked, taking photos of my breasts, of my entire bare body, of my ass, of my pussy (in panties, because we’re preserving some mystery!), it gets me in touch with myself — and a lot of the times, actually touching myself.
It’s made me appreciate my body more and find beauty in it.
I no longer hate my big nipples that I thought some guys don’t find attractive, I no longer worry about the fact that I’m never going to have a gap between my thighs, I’ve accepted the stretch marks over the expanse of my stomach, I’ve even come to think my lumpy butt is kind of cute.
The time that I spend naked with my camera is one of my favorite times of day now, when once it would have felt horrifying to take nudes of myself, even to keep to myself.
Taking and sharing these photos has become part of my ‘sexual self-care routine’, and now that I’ve started I don’t think I will stop.
It does too much good to me to see a photo of myself and be able to look at it and smile instead of cringe like I would have maybe in the past.
I used to hide away my body and now I want to flaunt it — wear short skirts, and low cut shirts to show off my cleavage, not to mention wearing sexy bras and panties instead of boring ones that will never get seen.
Like I said, if I hadn’t had someone to share them with, I never would have started taking them, so I’ll be eternally grateful for my partner to opening me up and getting me to share the parts of myself I was scared to share.
Compliments, validation, appreciation, and love go a long way to make me feel like my sexiest self, putting a strut in my step and twinkle in my eye.
But even without him to see the photos, I will keep taking them anyway.
Even if they are just for me, even if they are going to be deleted a minute after they’re taken, I’ll take them to remind myself on the daily that I really am more beautiful than I generally think I am.
And if sharing them keeps my partner happy, I’ll keep doing that, too.
To me, somehow, it’s worth all the risk.
Thanks to Beth Singleton for inspiring me to write this post today ❤
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