I was what some refer to as a naked kid. While some children didn’t mind the warmth and comfort of clothing, I preferred life in my birthday suit, which I attributed to my parents who were hippies and therefore naked people. Also, being naked felt like freedom and when I was super little it meant direct access to my toes. Then I started to hit puberty and nakedness didn’t feel so comfortable anymore. So I became a clothing person.
The weird thing is, I didn’t just become a clothing person, but the pendulum swung and I became incredibly uncomfortable with nakedness. I mean, I was no nevernude, but with the exception of being with a fella (when I am all about taking off my garments!), I tended to avoid baring it all.
Then I read of the benefits of sleeping naked. It promised things like skin rejuvenation, happiness, lowered anxiety, better sleep, and even perks for the lady parts. So I decided to give it a try. I would see what it is like to be a naked person!
At first it was weird. I felt vulnerable and even under my sheets and behind my closed blinds, I felt exposed. Then it started to not be so weird. I slept great and it was REALLY comfortable! The longer I slept naked, the more confident I became. I took my nakedness out of my bed and walked around and grabbed midnight snacks. It wasn’t long before I was hit with that same feeling I had when I was a kid. Nakedness is freedom!! And the confidence I felt from being comfortable with myself translated to the rest of my life. Hells yeah nakedness!!
Except there are some drawbacks to sleeping naked. I woke up a few weeks into my experiment and barely had enough time to book it into my bathroom before food poisoning rendered me into a position of projectile vomiting into my toilet. Barfing is pretty terrible. Heaving and barfing while naked is all kinds of vulnerable and horrible feeling.
There’s also the cold factor. Winter is coming and already it is cold and will only get colder and I want to be under ALL the blankets all the time and climbing naked into a cold bed is the worst! So I have compromised by wearing a men’s flannel shirt to bed and then taking it off once I am warmed up. I keep it in the bed and slip into it if I need to get up. Flannel is the solution to so many problems!
I checked in with my friends about sleeping naked. One said, “Sleeping naked is the BEST!!” The other decided to give it a try but told us later that her cat kept pawing at her boobs. We told her we have the same problem with the fellas.
So now I am a naked person, at least a person more comfortable in her own skin. High five to my naked kid self!