I was taught to not like my body. It was never good enough,
there was always something I needed to do to be considered, 'beautiful'.
My mother was a very 'back-handed' compliment giver. It was always
really an insult and it was hard to just like myself, and it manifested
into my abusing diet pills and laxatives when I was in High School,
but I got over that and managed to not feel disgusted while looking
in the mirror; it took a few years.
Mens looks in public (clothes on) make me feel extremely uncomfortable.
My husband says, "They are looking at you because they think you are attractive.
It's a good thing." But it doesn't feel like it. When I was thirteen I decided
to wear shorts for the first time because of the summer heat. I was
walking to my friends house when I bunch of construction workers
started cat-calling, whistling, and saying some unpleasant things. Most
women feel empowered by it, but at that age, I felt sick. I felt dirty.
The feelings still crop up when out and about in public.
So personally, no, I am not comfortable when naked, ever.
I'm not even that comfortable wearing short-sleeved shirts, or shorts outside.
Unless it's only around my husband. I trust him not to make fun of me, or
insult me about what I look like whether naked or not.
I am indifferent to other peoples nudity, however.
there was always something I needed to do to be considered, 'beautiful'.
My mother was a very 'back-handed' compliment giver. It was always
really an insult and it was hard to just like myself, and it manifested
into my abusing diet pills and laxatives when I was in High School,
but I got over that and managed to not feel disgusted while looking
in the mirror; it took a few years.
Mens looks in public (clothes on) make me feel extremely uncomfortable.
My husband says, "They are looking at you because they think you are attractive.
It's a good thing." But it doesn't feel like it. When I was thirteen I decided
to wear shorts for the first time because of the summer heat. I was
walking to my friends house when I bunch of construction workers
started cat-calling, whistling, and saying some unpleasant things. Most
women feel empowered by it, but at that age, I felt sick. I felt dirty.
The feelings still crop up when out and about in public.
So personally, no, I am not comfortable when naked, ever.
I'm not even that comfortable wearing short-sleeved shirts, or shorts outside.
Unless it's only around my husband. I trust him not to make fun of me, or
insult me about what I look like whether naked or not.
I am indifferent to other peoples nudity, however.