Naked King

It took a very long time for my parents to figure out how to get me to wear a bathing suit in public, or even at home.

Many a years went by when I would strip at beaches, at lakes, at pools.

Wherever there was water,

I just had had had to be naked.

We always left beaches, lakes, pools earlier than expected.

My parents rushed me out with a towel, sometimes only after being at the beach, the lake, the pool for five-ten-fifteen minutes.

It became an issue and my parents stopped taking me to see the water.

They needed to re-group.

They wanted to teach me that I don't live in France, but didn't know how.

They didn't know if I had sensory issues.

They didn't know if I was just to used to getting my own way because to be honest, you know, I am the King and I have been getting my way since my diagnosis.

You see, since my diagnosis my parents have been like my jesters desperately trying to figure out how I want things juggled. 

And when it came to water stuff, it seems like their jester balls just kept slipping right through their fingertips.

This summer, my jesters, figured me out, however.

They bought me a bathing suit that I could tolerate, finally.

They taught me that wearing it was not such a big deal.

I hit and bit them during this teaching because, you know, a King must always stomp out his disapproval before leaning into the needs of his kingdom.

And now, I love my bathing suit!!!! I put it on by myself and I swim, and swim, and swim happily at the beach, in the lake, and in the pools.

My jesters still haven't figured out how to get me to wait to get to the bathroom to change into dry clothes. I still have to take my bathing suit off immediately after I get out of the water.

I don't like the feeling of wet clothes and I take them off and now I'm comfortable and can eat the lunch that my parents packed for me. 

So...the public still gets to see my butt and penis.

To be honest, I don't experience any shame as strangers eyes dart and chuckles fill the air.

I'm in my own headspace.

My jesters seem very pleased by my wearing the bathing suit IN the water wins.

Those silly jesters are all relaxed right now in their Target sun wear and scratched up sunglasses.