Hi, I've been lurking around here for a little while, but this is my first post. When I was younger I was very self-conscious (I'm still working on that), especially about my feet. I think a lot of it was social anxiety and difficulty with communication (I'm neurodivergent in multiple ways, which makes stuff like eye contact and reading social cues hard). I tried to go barefoot as little as possible, including around family. No specific reason, though my family is the type to wear shoes in the house, so that probably didn't help. It's not like I didn't enjoy going without shoes, either. I've always liked being able to feel where I'm stepping, it makes me feel more stable, and more aware of my surroundings. As I got older, I started going barefoot whenever my family was out of the house, walking around the backyard, but I never felt confident enough to do it around other people.
Anyway, I met my now-boyfriend the spring before last through college, and after hanging out a few times I noticed that he was always barefoot in his apartment, no matter what. He usually wore sneakers otherwise, but it made the idea of taking my shoes off around him less daunting. Well, one day, I decided to not wear socks when going over, to force myself to go barefoot in front of him. It just so happened that that was the day we admitted our feelings, and from there on I never bothered with socks at his place. Eventually the subject came up, and he told me about how he was a bit of a closet barefooter. To encourage the both of us, we agreed to start going on barefoot walks around his neighborhood (his apartment is in a suburban area, so it's not super grimy, and there's a nice park nearby). He also encouraged me to try to get over my shyness at home, and I finally tried not wearing socks in front of my parents about this time last year. They didn't care, of course, but it was still a pretty big deal for me. Of course, by then it was getting colder, so going barefoot actually didn't make a whole lot of sense, but still.
We didn't do much for barefooting outdoors during the winter, but once spring rolled around we got back into our walks eagerly. I also tried out driving barefoot, which is way better than driving with shoes, I don't know how it's not more of a thing. I have a way better sense of the pedals without a shoe in the way, and it's fun to grip the pedals with my toes.
We stayed on the coast for a few days over spring break and spent almost the whole time barefoot, even walking around town (there were one or two other people doing the same, but it was pretty uncommon). We tried going into a few stores, too, and barely anyone even noticed. That was enough for me to try going into a local convenience store when we got back, and an employee looked at me funny, but that was about it.
Since then, I've pretty much stopped wearing shoes outside of school and work (plus a few bigger stores), and my boyfriend has too. We've even explored some of campus, which has been really fun. I'm by no means a full time barefooter, but I'm definitely without shoes more than most people, and very proud of it. I've only had the confidence to get this far because of my boyfriend, of course, it's way easier with a second person, and it's been so fun to experience all sorts of different places and surfaces with him. We like to compare soles after walks (I'm not sure how his are almost always darker than mine), and being able to be that open about a part of myself I used to be so protective of is really freeing. He's a wonderful person and I'm terribly lucky. We're thinking of maybe moving in together sometime soon, and I'm super excited.
Winter's coming around again, but now that we've got more experience we're committed to sticking through it for as long as we can. It doesn't get super cold over here, but we do get plenty of frost and occasional snow. I'm a little nervous, but also excited to experience a bunch of new surfaces. Thanks for reading my rambles, have fun barefooting!