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FRESH-DISM or Fresh to Nudism: A Girl Friend Recounts Her Encounter with Nudism New to Nudism? or "Newdism"? Intro by Felicity: As I said before, I went about encouraging my friends to try naturism this previous summer by seeing me. Well I asked one if she could write me a story about seeing a nudist club and striking nudism for the first time, and she did! Having grown up as a nudist, I actually desired to know what it was like for a fresh individual to step into the nudist community who grew up in a totally non-naturist home / family. It seems I did not give a good enough introduction to this at first, so let me clarify. My female friend from school seen me at a fkk club for the very first time, and I requested her to compose a story about what it was like. We decided a great weekend for her to visit, so her and her (female) friend came as my guests, and I did my best to introduce them to nudism/the club. The weather was not excellent, so we hung out in a group, but had to dress as the cold came on, so it was not ideal. I was bare for a brief time and let my guests get used to things. As my friend describes it, she got nakedand walked around on her own to see what it was all about! And these are her general opinions and experience of it. AWESOME-DISM as in New to Nudism at Rock Lodge Below is Her Fresh To Nudism or "AWESOME-DISM" Narrative: Disclaimer: Please be advised that fkk camps AREN'T the place to go for anyone seeking a loony swinger outside nude orgy and men walking around with boners. I repeat, fkk camps aren't the place to go for a crazy romp or the viewing of boners, http://terimwiki.com/index.php?title=The-naturist-philosophy-has-several-sources-many-of-which-can-be-traced-back-to-early-20th-century-wellbeing-and-fitness-doctrines-in-Germany-and-England-although-the-concepts-of-returning-to-nature-and-creating-equality-have-much-deeper-roots-d to disappoint. My curiosity about naturist camps comes back nearly two years past. I uncovered via some incriminating facebook images that my roommate/friend was in a sense, leading a double life. She had been raised in a nudist camp and during summer and springtime breaksfrom college that's where she returned, unbeknownst to us. Obviously, my buddies and I were past shocked at this discovery, and continued to bombard her with a wide array of questions, including "What do you do when it gets cold?" and "Do people have sex throughout the place?" (Admittedly, some questions were more plausible than others). Our aims were not to be improper. The fact was, we literally had no idea what this kind of lifestyle entailed (minus my half hour long instruction on nudism from MTV's True Life: My Parents Are Nudists. The documentary exemplified the story of a teenager forced to grow up in a naturist camp as a depressing, embarrassing plight that he could not escape, and I was left thinking, "At least I am not him.") Upon my college graduation, I embarked on the path of semi-self discovery and adventure, as many frequently do when they don't understand what the next life step is. I was antsy to go anywhere and everywhere, and hopefully along the way learn more about myself and others. I boldly decided I would set all apprehensions aside, and see my buddy at a naturist club called Rock Lodge. I embarked on my journey on a beautiful summer day with a friend from home. We debated and forecast what the camp would be like, having little, to no notion what to anticipate. I have to confess I was nervous, and took scoreless detours to prolong our coming (yesI did try to locate a specific Actual Housewife of Awesome Jersey). As we entered the gates of the nudist camp, a wave of panic came over me as a man greeted us (naked, of course). As much as I had prepared myself, the initial nude viewing caught me off-guard. I fought not to let my suffering get the best of me. I quickly recovered my composure and put my game face onI had come this far, I was prepared. As we strolled through the camp I met an assortment of folks, all different ages, and equally as celebrated, all different shapes and sizes. I could not help but admire the assurance everyone seemed to possess, no matter their physical shape, and I slightly envied them. They appeared to feel infinitely more assured than most people who walk around completely clothed. I thought to myself, "How can individuals whose imperfections are so blatantly visible for everyone to see possess such assurance?" As I learned more about the lifestyle and the philosophies behind nudism, I started to understand why. Initially, I did not feel comfortable taking my clothes off and getting nude, but I began to feel comfortable around naked folks. After the first few handshakes and dialogues, it became somewhat normal. After the first few hours, I no longer thought about the fact that individuals were nude and I understood how easily people could adapt to this lifestyle, if they were open to it. Additionally , I discovered how accepting folks were. My friend and I arrived completely clothed, and (despite our best attempts) clearly a little bit uncomfortable. Yet we were embraced with open arms and no one appeared http://casinozmart.se/index.php?title=This-article-about-the-male-organ-was-printed-by-Young-Naturists-and-Young-Nudists-America-FKK-f of our reasons for visiting. I valued the initial approval, since so frequently there's pressure to prove yourself in some way amongst several new folks, in order to be accepted. We skipped that step at the camp, and that was something I greatly valued. I did wind up taking off my clothes very briefly later in the day as I went for a walk in the woods (I didn't let anyone see me though, I was not THAT brave). It was really one of the oddest and simultaneously liberating feelings I've experienced in quite a long time. I walked on a trail encompassing a medium-sized lake. The sun was shining through in spots but the trail was, for the most part, covered. I made my way apprehensively onto the strand and stood alone, in the middle of the sand, overlooking the lake. I knew people on the other side of the lake could see me nude from a distance, but I no longer cared. At that moment standing on the plage, I realized how far I had surpassed my comfort zone, and how much I loved it. I re-clothed and continued to spend the remainder of the night and day at the camp. Some members put on clothing when the weather began to be uncooperative. Throughout my time there I gained knowledge from the standpoints of both longtime nudists and brand new ones. It seemed that members initially picked this lifestyle for many different motives, but continued to live it for quite similar reasons including the instilled sense of confidence from a young age, the deficiency of superficial importance, and first-class connection with nature. I left the fkk club feeling slightly altered and, I know it sounds lame, a little bit wiser and more assured. I definitely recommend that everyone experience this lifestyle (or social nudity) at least once, even for a brief period of time, in their own way. I hope to return to Rock Lodge again one day, and perhaps next time, I'll even be a little bit braver This Awesome to Nudism or - NEW DISM Story was released by - Young Naturists & Nudists America FKK Labels: clubs and resorts, first time naturist, new jersey Class: Felicity's Naturist Website, Nudism and Naturism, Social Nudity Blogs About the Author (Author Profile) Guest blogs composed alone for Naturist Portal.