I think my problem is whole mental.
I mean, almost, there is some kind of sensitivity for beer pizza and stuff, sure! Some IBS probably… sure!
But in the end, everything can be bypassed by our mind. HIM/HER (whatever) is capable of almost anything, our mind is our only God.
Telling all of this because I’ve just found a way to overcome my constipation – or at least it that’s what now worked – after few pointless attempts, pushing and pulling my anus, just one turd got out. It was just normal, dry. Clearly not the right amount I was expecting (and suffering from).
So what I did was wiping, cleaning my anus and then forcing violating it with my finger. Just a bit. At first was very closed, than – gently – little by little I got in, did a few in-and-outs, and I was good to go.
It worked, I felt stimulus, I cleaned everything thoroughly and I jumped back on my toilet.
Shit cleared the way out.
Nice.
Woah.
Wonderful.
I intervened physically to a clear mental problem. Our self Awareness makes us humans, but it also bugs our self-animal. It was kind of unnatural, kind of unkind to my own self, but I did ask for consent, and I allowed it so nothing wrong about it. I just wish I don’t need this
the Shy Tird 