J Shuttlesworth
11-13-2014, 01:27 AM
It ****ing sucks.
After a day or two, you realize you're constipated.
A day or two after that, you realize you're CONSTIPATED.
You realize that you really need to take a shit to stay healthy, so you work hard to try and do whatever you can to shit. Maybe after several minutes on the toilet, you'll shit out a grape sized solid chunk, but that's all you get. You know you've eaten more than that. You should be pooping way more. However, the only other thing you get are occasional farts, and they smell bad.
Then, after a week, you start to feel like you might be having a medical issue, and you start looking stuff up online. You start thinking you might have impacted bowels, and get scared, so you ramp up your efforts. Your farts are smelling worse now.
Then you start experiencing weird pains. The amount of shit in your body starts pushing against other organs, making you generally uncomfortable and sometimes you get shooting pains in areas you shouldn't be getting them. At this point, your farts are ****ing awful, and you're ashamed of them.
A few days after, your sole goal becomes taking a shit. Nothing else really matters. Sex drive? Completely gone. Desire to hang out with friends? Completely gone. Want to eat? You've eaten so much over the last 1.5 weeks and haven't shit at all. Is your body pulling more nutrients out of your stored up shit? If you eat anything else, you feel like you'll throw up. You feel full, disgusting, and all you want to do is take care of yourself and take a shit. When I fart, I cry.
After that, you are seriously on the verge of going to the doctor about it. Maybe you should have gone sooner. Has all of the farting eliminated your body's ability to poop on it's own? If you'd held them in, would you have pooped? What if? WHAT IF? God, help me.
When you finally take that dump, it's like the weirdest, most glorious feeling you've ever had. You look down in triumph. It's over. It's all over.
After a day or two, you realize you're constipated.
A day or two after that, you realize you're CONSTIPATED.
You realize that you really need to take a shit to stay healthy, so you work hard to try and do whatever you can to shit. Maybe after several minutes on the toilet, you'll shit out a grape sized solid chunk, but that's all you get. You know you've eaten more than that. You should be pooping way more. However, the only other thing you get are occasional farts, and they smell bad.
Then, after a week, you start to feel like you might be having a medical issue, and you start looking stuff up online. You start thinking you might have impacted bowels, and get scared, so you ramp up your efforts. Your farts are smelling worse now.
Then you start experiencing weird pains. The amount of shit in your body starts pushing against other organs, making you generally uncomfortable and sometimes you get shooting pains in areas you shouldn't be getting them. At this point, your farts are ****ing awful, and you're ashamed of them.
A few days after, your sole goal becomes taking a shit. Nothing else really matters. Sex drive? Completely gone. Desire to hang out with friends? Completely gone. Want to eat? You've eaten so much over the last 1.5 weeks and haven't shit at all. Is your body pulling more nutrients out of your stored up shit? If you eat anything else, you feel like you'll throw up. You feel full, disgusting, and all you want to do is take care of yourself and take a shit. When I fart, I cry.
After that, you are seriously on the verge of going to the doctor about it. Maybe you should have gone sooner. Has all of the farting eliminated your body's ability to poop on it's own? If you'd held them in, would you have pooped? What if? WHAT IF? God, help me.
When you finally take that dump, it's like the weirdest, most glorious feeling you've ever had. You look down in triumph. It's over. It's all over.