Nudists Are Us

I thought I found freedom in this relationship. He seemed fun loving. He was a great dad to his kids. He was a nudist. At first we had fun.

That did not last long, before he started to put me down. He would have nothing to do with my family or my friends. He had no tolerance for weaknesses of any kind.

I soon learned that the only friends, and I use that term lightly, were those whom he could get something out of. That applied to his significant other as well. As I found out when he talked about quitting his job.

I went screaming from that relationship, right into the arms of my soul mate.


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