Kevin

At least that seemed to be the message I was getting growing up. Fortunately it wasn’t the only message. I also got a subliminal one. One that hinted at sex and nudity being equal and genitals weren’t all that bad after all.

The older I got the more independantly I thought. Till eventually I wanted to be a nudist – but couldn’t. Upbringing played only a minor role in my inability to be clothes free. It was actually marriage that killed it for another 20 years. Not just because of that individual. Soon while our children were still very young we divorced and fought things out in court.

Honestly, it was the stuff that she claimed in court that sent chills to my bones made me steer clear of anything that could even be misconstrude as even vaguely in-appropriate.

My kids are all grown up now. Some have their own kids.

I have a partner that is encouraging me and I am wanting to shed the last of my culteral inhibitions. Others still exist.