I think you guys have it right there. Why go putting titles and names where they aren't needed. Just enjoy the times when you can be total free of clothes, and look forward to the next time when you can't be free of clothes.
46 was I when I intentionally decided to become a nudist (or naturist) So 10 years ago. Now I'd done some limited nude time alone since a teen but always felt I was doing something wrong, and it was lust/sex related. Because I was trained to think of the naked body as an automatic generator of lust just to be seen and that's how I looked at it. It was when I discovered I'd gotten it all backwards, (to my great shock) and that being naked in common life and getting used to it was a mental conditioning away from lust. That was it. I decided I would be a nudist. So I've enjoyed a lot of naked work in forest and orchard and garden projects since then. Some naked hiking in the forest. Plus done a few social events with my new naturist friends when I can manage to.
The switch was a huge thing because along with thinking nude is all lust inciting, I was also very frightened to be seen naked, for no logical reason. I could not figure out why. It was just an automatic instant response of my mind that bypassed thought or reason. So I had to do a lot of mental work to try to get myself used to being seen naked, plus plenty of time spent naked till I'd almost forget I was it became so normal feeling. Finally that fear response lessened to the point I no longer fear it, and it's happened by surprise a few times and I don't react, except to calmly go slip some shorts on so my visitor will feel a little more at ease.
Using the term 'Truly' to me means you're looking for that moment when it came up in your mind that there seems to be little use for clothes besides for weather-related issues.I see it that way too.For me, I was 26. I had just returned from my first nude beach excursion; and was totally "sold" on it. What had led me to that trip was encounters with nudists throughout my life (I grew up in France) and the decision to finally go "find out for myself." And it had been eye-opening.So I came home, fresh from the experience of being socially naked; and asked myself why I was bothering to wear clothes at home when there was no real reason for it. I decided on the spot that I would be nude at home from there on out. It was more than just about being comfortable at home; it was about embracing a philosophy of being nude when practical. That decision would then lead to me seeking out like-minded individuals and being a part of the nudist community. But it all started from that simple philosophical idea.Someone on another board took always being nude at home to the next level. When he and his (male) partner retired, they decided that the minimal amount of clothing that they needed would fit in the laundry room. They put it there, got rid of their closets and dressers and made a pact that no clothing would ever be in the rest of the house, worn or stored.
By the way, that same couple later moved to the Canary Islands and found clothing was rarely needed. Many places were tolerant of nudity, including some that were not officially clothing optional. In most others, a small wrap was sufficient. The last time he posted, his clothing supply consisted of one each of kilt, jeans, shorts, hoodie and poncho, one pair of sandals and a few wraps and t shirts. He said that he hadn't worn the jeans or shorts in over two years and was only keeping them in case they decided to travel off the island!