A reader writes:

Dear Jillian,

It’s not a secret I’m very anxious to be socially nude, and I thought for a moment (after seeing a Twitter tweet saying “RT if you like to walk around naked at home”) how much of an exhibitionist I feel being naked at home, but only when the kids are not home. I don’t know how to describe it, but I feel like I’m doing something naughty by waiting for alone time to do what I enjoy. I wonder if it’s something you can discuss in an upcoming Naturist article.
— C

I would like readers here to chime in on this subject, because no doubt some of you experience this sort of thing.

I’m guessing it must be difficult for all naturists who live with people who don’t accept naturism and nudity in the home outside of the bathroom and the bedroom.

Then there is the tricky issue of parents being naked around their children. Many parents teach their children about body acceptance and naturism, and whole families participate in public social nudism events at pools, beaches, campgrounds and the like. But it gets trickier, I think, when it comes to nudity in a home where children are present. There can be legal ramifications.

Our reader is wise, I think, to wait for the kids to be out before peeling off his clothes. I would do the same thing if I had children, even though the family might be naked together at a social event with other naturists.

As for our reader’s feeling of guilt, I suppose that is a remnant of the taboo mindset about nudism so prevalent in society. It probably takes all naturists quite a while to shake it off.

I’ve experienced something similar since the legalization of cannabis in Canada. For decades, cannabis consumers were forced to sneak around and were treated like criminals — for indulging in something we felt was a God-given right, as in Genesis: “I give unto man all green herbs bearing seed.” Suddenly cannabis is legal, and the same governments that made it a taboo and arrested people for using it are now selling it to us. It has taken a while for me to get over the fear of being busted, though I never felt guilty about using it.

Of course, cannabis users in Canada are not out of the proverbial woods yet: we cannot enter the United States if we have consumed it or invested in the industry. Sure, we could lie — and many do — but the legal ramifications are quite serious if U.S. border folks search our social media accounts and discover that we have, indeed, admitted to consuming it or investing in the industry. Which is why I won’t be visiting or moving to California any time soon — at least until the U.S. federal government legalizes cannabis.

Being naked is even more of a God-given right. Naturists know that. But we’re also aware that there are many so-called authorities who overrule that right, to ridiculous extremes in some countries where women are forced to cover up from head to toe.

It is no wonder so many people feel a sense of guilt when they start to explore naturism.

Readers, please share your experiences and advice for our friend C.

— Jillian