“Actually, I thought I would never be happy again. My husband and I had a dream life: a nice house, both a nice job and a large circle of friends. And then a baby. Until the day came when the police knocked on the door. My dear husband had been hit by an oncoming van that had ended up on the wrong side of the road. The driver was drunk. He was instant dead. Our daughter Sophie was only four months old…
naturist
For years I lived like a kind of zombie, but eventually I went on Tinder at the urging of friends. Since the beginning of this year I have been in a relationship with Tom, a very nice man of my age, who has no children of his own, but is super sweet to Sophie. We spend a lot of time together and are even thinking about moving in together in the future. To ‘practice’ we want to go camping in France for two weeks in August with Sophie, who is now 6 years old. And therein lies the crux.
Tom is a convinced naturist. His parents are members of a naturist association and even have their own house on a naturist campsite. Tom has been camping naked all his life and that is the ultimate form of relaxation for him. The freedom to get rid of all clothes during the holidays is very important to him. But it doesn’t seem like anything to me.
I was brought up quite prudishly; I have rarely seen my parents without clothes. I think I’m going to feel really uncomfortable during the holidays. I also find it disgusting that I have to sit on my towel in a restaurant – because how do you know that you are always on the same side of that towel? I don’t feel the need to go shopping naked or to watch my naked neighbors at the campsite. And I also hate the image of people playing volleyball naked. But I’m especially afraid that there will be men who watch my daughter play or secretly film or photograph her. Men who think wrong things when they look at my child’s bare bottom.
Nonsense
Tom thinks this is all ridiculous nonsense. He says that pedos can also walk around on ‘textile campsites’ and that everyone keeps an eye on each other on naturist areas. And that he doesn’t want to give up his favorite way of holidaying because of my puritan ideas. He even suggested going to a campsite of his for one week and a campsite of my choice for one week. Because once I’ve seen the light, I never want anything else, he says. But I really don’t want to think about it. I already feel uncomfortable sitting naked in the sauna.
My friends react differently. Some think I should give it a chance, others can imagine that I don’t like going to such a nudist camp. She even says that maybe I should find a new friend. But I don’t want that. The trouble is, Tom is now starting to wonder if we’re a good fit. He has no intention of going to ‘regular’ campsites for the rest of his life. If I don’t even want to try, we might not be such a good match, he says. So now I don’t know what to do. Do I give Tom his way or do I stick to my own principles? I wish I could find a solution…”
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